A needle was removed from his neck as he became aware of where he was.
He was tied to a chair in a room with white tiles, facing a woman dressed in an apron, a surgical mask, and a cap.
He may not have known where he was, but he definitely knew who that person was.
She turned around.
Janet.
_Edwards. Good to see you with that look... Does it mean you've regained your memory? – Janet spoke.
They had caught him.
He closed his eyes.
"Why couldn't 47 have just killed him?"
_Relax. Now that you've let Providence be destroyed and its assets scattered, you have no more use for me. Besides my amusement.
He shuddered, and she laughed.
_Don't worry, Edwards. I'll let you live. For quite some time.
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Hitman: Resurgence
FanfictionAfter a mission in Greece, Agent 47 is hired to protect the Chancellor of Germany during a gala dinner at the White House. When the mission fails and he loses contact with his handler, 47 finds himself in the midst of an international intrigue where...
