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𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗔 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗥 | 𝟮𝟭
"Reservation for Jones," Ariana said simply to the receptionist at the hotel she was about to accompany herself in for the next hour.
Tightly clutching her briefcase she politely smiled at the lady wishing she would speed up her progress. "I hope you enjoy your stay here."
The lady replied as she handed her the key card. Ari nodded as she walked off. Her heels clicked on the cold tile on the floor.
She decided to go for a simple businesswoman look for her disguise. She wasn't apprehensive about that though considering she would delete the camera footage of herself either way.
Reaching her room she took the key card and swiped the door waiting for the green light to show.
After gaining access, she immediately headed to the window to set up her station.
Ariana started an hour timer on her phone so she'd know exactly how much time she had left to get the job done.
As she opened her briefcase she grabbed her favorite sniper adding all the needed things to it like the silencer and the spotter.
A few years ago she had the sniper custom-made for her after the normal one showed some issues on the mission, but this one quickly became her favorite.
Once that was set up she grabbed the suction cups from her bag, attaching them to the window that faced the building her next target was in.
One of the main reasons she reserved this specific room was the great view and access it gave her. Using force, she quickly removed the glass and set it aside.
She grabbed the gun and aimed it out of the window. Looking through her scope she zoomed in on her target.
She took a moment to look at his file. He's a runner for an influential gang in the west but lately, he had been selling information to the feds.
Which caused him to be in the predicament he was in right now. As it was Ariana's job to fix problems like this.
Focusing her aim she counted to 3 before slowly pulling the trigger. She watched as the bullet rushed through the window of the building and into the man's head.
Killing him instantly, she watched for about a minute to make sure he was dead though she doubted he'd survive a bullet to the temple. This was just to ensure efficiency for her clients.
Especially since her reputation made people expect nothing less from her. Being known as the grim reaper because of how much death followed her.
She picked up the timer and looked to see how long she had left. After putting up her gun she took her work phone, an untraceable flip phone she used to contact her clients.
