ANGEL

Flights And Bodies

This whole assassin case has been a wreck. We have a missing agent, unsolved hits, and too much money being put into recruiters that can't do their job. I've been watching how everything been panning out for the M9 trying to track down PAO . I'm impressed with how far they've gotten with leads and what not but it's something about the gruesome murder weeks ago that blows my mind. As I sat in my office going over the paperwork for that case I stumbled across her.

Where the hell are you?

"Get up we're gonna ride out." I said tapping Alexa's desk as I walked by. She jumped up with excitement and followed. Alexa has been my partner for almost 3 years. She has good combat skills and trigger discipline. I can honestly say I didn't think she was gonna last. She thought I wasn't either just because of my age. I'm only 35. Judging from my black ops background and dedication to bringing down massive weapons and drugs being distributed through United States. Alexa and I can definitely help out M9 to find out what's going on.

London

Laying in the backseat of the G-Wagon. I let out a sigh and sat up with relief. I been in here for 6 hours. I threw on my custom skull ski mask and got out of the car. Being in this field I've upgraded my knowledge on technology. Joining this organization helped gain information about alot of things.

I climbed through the window and landed quietly on my feet. Of course this fat fuck isn't here. I already took out the two guards up front hoping their would be more so I laid low. You can never be too careful and aware. For a person with connections to the CIA down to the DEA; I see why this guy has to die. He can get somebody with more higher power than him killed within a snap of a second. I'm here looking for a file and honestly to kill him. I walked around the house a little bit enjoying the architect and the massive paintings on the wall.

Walking into the kitchen I immediately went towards the fridge. Swinging the door open I spotted alot of champagne, water, and Hennessy. Hearing the car door close followed by the car chirping to reassure the doors are locked with voices approaching the door. I closed the fridge door and got into position.

"Where is everybody?" He asked as he motioned his wife to come in. He had his gun attached to his hip while on the phone. "Well I need you to-" I shook my head as I slowly walked out of the corner with my gun pointed at him. "Shhhhhh tell them you'll call them back." I said. He cleared his throat with so much fear doing what I told him.

"Thank you." I pointed my gun at his wife who began to scream and cry. "You don't need to be here to see this"

"NOOOOOOOO !!!" He screamed as the bullet pierced her head causing her to fall backwards, bursting through the coffee table. You can tell I ended his world but so has he.

"Now take me to the safe." I grabbed him and tapped his forehead with the barrel of my gun. "You should stop crying and be happy you're alive." His sniffling and light cries filled the atmosphere of the house.

We finally made it to the safe as he put in the code and watching him open it slowly. "How much money is that?" I asked. "Over 100k, you can't take it. Have anything and everything you want."

"You got all this money in the safe for what? You don't believe in banks?" He chuckled. Wiping the tears from his eyes."I just want to be secure." I stared at him for a quick minute. Looking at the files that had a pistol resting on top of them. I smirked.

"Well this has been good. Nice talk." I tuck my gun behind my back. He was confused looking around. Stood in front of him as he continued to look puzzled. "your—not going to— kill me?" I removed my skull ski masked. "Of course I am."

I quickly grab the blade from my back pocket slicing his neck smoothly. It happened so fast he didn't even have the time to react. All these years of training and hard work is slowly paying off.

John And Alexa.

Alexa and I arrived at the M9 headquarters to figure out any leads on unsolved assassin hits. I also wanted to figure out where our missing agent went and how come nobody has mentioned anything. I had to find out this information on my own. Everybody knows the government and CIA holds secrets but when it comes to something within the group. That's a big issue.

"I need answers." I said as I sat in the office in front of Mr. Little. McGuire Little was a very sharp tool in the work force of the CIA but due to personal reason he had to be stepped down. We trusted him. So we let him form this M9 situation. This would eliminate any perpetrators, cartels, assassins, and even bad business that could interfere with the United States. It's been a rocky road for them and I understand but when push comes to shove. I can always count on him.

"Look, we're just finding out just as well as you. I've been trying to get down to the bottom of this for days , even weeks." He said with a stressful look.

"Any leads?" He shrugged. "We think she was kidnapped." I smirked. "And let me guess no cameras? No security?" He shook his head.

"I counted on you to lead this M9 bullshit with a purpose. We have blood on our hands. You need to get to the bottom of this bullshit."

"The PAO is a big organization. It's gonna take time. They're gonna keep recruiting until we crack the leader."

I stood up giving him a stern look. "Then we crack the leader."