Hard To Know

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I know I'm young and I'm aware this is what I've became. I just know I could be better at what I do. We usually have meetings, well I don't want to call them meetings when I'm practically the only person I see. The thing is some of these other assassins are anonymous. Maybe when I was younger I could see who was all in this organization just like me. But now that I'm getting older I've realize I've been on my own. Living by myself for the longest. Just me and Mario. Sitting on my laptop looking at the picture of my next target. I see I have to go to Washington DC. Of course my desire to know a little bit about this one drew me in. Mario told me when it comes to women in this business they can possibly kill you. I believe it. I've seen him choke slam a woman through a meat grinder for trying to assassinate him.

The luxurious Maybach I'm in made me feel like I was made for this shit but at the same time I was just ready to get it over with and go home. Mario sat quietly which is unusual. He always has something to say, a word of advice, story time. I glance at him in the corner of my eye. "She's a beautiful woman."

He looked at me and chuckled. "Don't stare for too long getting caught in beauty. It's a trick ya know?" I waved him off. "Why her?"

"Why ask?" Alright he's gonna make me bash his fucking head in. "I know I never ask. You told me never to ask but it's time I do my own digging and I did."

"What do you mean you did your own digging? If she caught you, you-"

"She didn't catch me doing anything, I just snooped around under disguise. I did what I needed to do."

All he could do is nervously chuckle and rub his hands together. "You think I'm gonna fall for her?"

"I don't know what your intentions are. I keep forgetting your young. This business will groom you to understand what's good for you and what's not. It can also challenge your emotions, even if you think you don't have any. You do. Do not lose focus of the job. Kill her then head back."

Next Day. The Mission.

Washington is a beautiful ass place but it's filled with people in business that enjoy corruption. I enjoy chaos but very disciplined. Going through my information on my laptop again while sitting in the car. I spot her. She was slim, very curly wild hair, brown skin, big beautiful eyes and had an amazing smile as she strolled down the sidewalk with a friend. I was amazed how beautiful she was and she had style which I like. Smirking to myself, I snapped out of my thoughts and instantly snapped into kill mode. I stepped out the car , making sure my attire was well put together. This supposedly is a formal business dinner for politicians. I hate politicians, no like I mean I really really really hate them.

Now that I'm inside I need to find a way to get her alone.  This place , this building was swarming with security. So I had to play it cool and be mindful of them and also cameras. Good thing the PAO hires good makeup artist. I kept my eyes on her the whole time but one thing I didn't do is make it noticeable. I blended in with crowd as much as possible. I was feeling like a true assassin veteran. Young as hell in the midst of these uppity, rich, and arrogant folk.

I peeped her walk away going upstairs. Now I obviously can't just walk up there apparently. Good thing I scoped this place out before even stepping foot in the building.  Finding an opening with a special key I had made to get in the nearest door to make my way upstairs. I searched for her and boom that's where she was, near the restrooms. I slip into the woman's bathroom. I have to make this quick.

I stood in the doorway of the bathroom. Amazed at how big the bathroom setting was, I kneel down to see if I can recognize which stall she was in. There I seen her extravagant high heels. I speed walk towards her stall opening it up. Barging in with my pistol attached with a suppressor. My whole face froze when I seen how her demeanor was. The sniffling, the crying. All I could think about what Mario said. We both stared at each other. I didn't know whether to snatch her off the toilet seat and take her out the building or just kill her right here.

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