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I had just selected my weapons for tonight's operation. I chose an ALFA combat pistol and a stiletto knife that was an old family heirloom. It was an Italian weapon, first manufactured by thieves for its stealth and efficiency. Mine was black with a golden handle that sported the Romano's insignia on it. Its blade retracted inward, jutting at a quick speed with the push of its side button.
(The blade)
It had belonged to my great-grandfather Marcelo Romano. He had a collection of over fifty stiletto knives, but this one in particular was always his favourite. Unlike the others that were purchased or stolen, this one was made for him by my great-grandmother as a wedding gift.
He was said to have taken it on every mission he led. He never used a gun, only killing with his infamous weapon. I think he treasured it for its inconspicuous nature. When detracted, it could be easily confused to be a decorative item, or a toy.
Once deployed, it could pierce through skin and shred it to ribbons with nothing but a single thrust. Small but deadly, that was its nature.
I packed my weapons into inner shirt pockets and put on black gloves to match my all black outfit.
The gloves were essential because during operations like these, something as simple as a misplaced fingerprint could be one's demise.
Once done with that, I accessed myself in the full length mirror.
I wore black cargo pants and a simple black shirt and tie. I was supposed to blend in with the bidders, so a formal tie was the best bet.
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