Bullet train

1.

Mika was standing in the very heart of Tokyo's train station. She looked around and watched as the people were chating and laughing and living in the night.

The night in Tokyo was more alive than the day. You can hear at least three languages from where she was standing. 

Mika went over her job again - get the case with a train sticker on the handle and get out.

For a highly paid assassin, this job was easy for her. Mika didn't understand why She was given this job if she could kill someone on the other side of Japan or the world.

But what her boss wants - he gets.

The bullet train was closing in.  One minute at every station. That's all she got.

Get in. Get the suitcase. Get out on the next station. Easy-peasy.

The train stopped, and Mika hopped in. She looked around, seeing a lot of bags in the storage compartment. 

It can take her the whole trip to Kyoto to only find the case.

Mika silently cursed to herself.  She went to the next wagon to look for the case.

As she looked through the bags, her phone started to ring.

"Are you on the train?" A man with a strong Russian accent asked.

"Ya, looking for your case right now. " she answered

"Don't bother. I have a different job for you. " her employer said.

" What job? "

" The twins have my son and my case, and your job is to make sure they don't fuck up"

" the psychos from Bolivia?" Mika furrowed her eyebrows. " so now I need to babysit? "

" If they screw something up, you have my blessing to kill them. " The Man said firmly.

" Okay. " Mika agreed. " Where do we depart? "

" Kyoto."

" Okay. "

The man ended the phone call.

" fuck. " Mika cursed as she facepalmed herself. 

The assasin went through the economy class, and she mediately recognized one of the twins.

He had a blue tree peace suit. Brown hair slaked back. A mustache on his upper lip. His coat was in his hands neatly folded.

He was handsome. Even though a psycho.

" Here we go. " Mika told herself as she pursued the twins.

This will be a long night.