Target Down - The Ghost Assassin

Headlines

Assassination in China Town!

Zai Yhun - Kingpin Choked!

Human Trafficing Takes Hard Hit!

Major Chinese Gang Loses A Link!

A Ghost Assassin Loose In NY!

That particular headline intrigued me. A Ghost assassin. It has a nice ring to it. The fact that they called me a ghost implies that none of the officials involved in this case or the Romanov case has any inkling what-so-ever about who has been assassinating top knob bad guys. Who's going to suspect a minor? There's your element of surprise Dad.

Listening to my uncles recount of the investigation from last night was interesting. I got to learn the names of the investigators both local and from the FBI. I also watched how he squirmed recalling the scene I'd left behind.

I should check those names against the little black book and the photos that came in that brown paper envelope.

The little black book is what I was rewarded with by managing to solve my dads puzzle box. It is a black, leather clad note book with pages and pages of names, positions, addresses and telephone number. Tiny notes scribbled into the margines of who the really evil ones were, who had betrayed my father and anything else they had done wrong. Having hidden that book in the puzzel box obviously ment that that book was something people would kill for. So hidden I would keep it and not breathe a word of it's existence to anyone.

The envelope which Nate had brought up from being left at the front door was filled with photographs of people, their names scribled on the backs of each one. I had to play link the names so that the names in the little black book could have faces attached to them. Now at least I knew who I was dealing with.

"They just can't fathom, how it happened." He was recalling energetically. "I mean, his guards were right outside his door. Didn't hear a god damn thing. His alarm didn't go off. His cameras didn't pick anyone up coming into the apartment. Ok, ok, he doesn't have any cameras in his bedroom but even so. All his doors and windows were closed and locked." His excitement continued. "The FBI can't rule out the connection between this assassin and the Romanov one. I mean both are high profile mobsters in their own right. And to be honest, Yhun was one of the big guns as far as human trafficing is concerned so I'm not too displeased of him being taken out, but it was the way he was taken out." He pauses on that thought before adding,"That whole scene screemed personal!"

"So they found no traces of anything? Doesn't the FBI. Have like a team like in CSI? You know the ones wearing gloves and walking around with swobs in their hands and putting everything in little envelopes." I egg him on, seeming to be nothing but a series fanatic for the grizzly and gruesome of true crime.

He glides right up next to me, crashing his elbow to mine in the slide, like an excited teenager with a crush who's just blown him a kiss."Sure they do, but they found nothing! NO hairs, no fibres, no prints. They can't even tell how the perp got in!" He exclaims and raises to his feet again and as a serious look plasters itself onto his face. "Don't know if that says something about our law enforcers or the assissin himself." He ponders even more on that.

My uncle clearly has no faith in anyone who carries a badge, never has from what I've heard from my mother. He is a staunch believer in conspiracy theories which is what made him choose jounalizm in the first place.

And how I loved feeding into that.

We could sit there for hours throwing possible theories around as to who did it and who covered it up. Like playing a twisted version of Cluedo.

"You know..." He shares, again deep in thought. "These two assassinations have international consequences. The Russians are looking for answers and now the Chinese will probably do the same. Don't know if that's a good thing for us or a bad thing. I suppose the Chinese couldn't really give a rats rear end about that piece of shit being killed, probably would just want details, but the Russians. They want justice."

He was right. Through all of his research which he allowed me to assist with, there was a definite Russian upset and a Chinese intruige but no threats of any sort of retaliation. Apparently having an uncle as a journalist definitely works in my favor. Google searches of the assassinations wouldn't raise any eyebrows or alarms with officials because that was his job. To know. To research.

Convenient? Oh hell yes.