The Belgium Incident

In and Out.

He was nearly there. 20 metres. 10 metres. 5 metres.
"Hey!" One of the guards had seen him. "What are you doing here?"
"Cleaning" he said, his hand on the silenced gun hidden in the group of cleaning products

"You ain't supposed to be down here" the guard said, reaching for his radio.

Kiwi draws and shoots. So much for stealth he thought, as he kicked the door down, revealing the two operatives in there, a male and female.

"You are the one they sent?" the woman said dubiously, "Why, you are little more than a child!"

Kiwi smiled. Her arrogance blinded her. He could see why she was here. He motioned for them to follow him. The man obeyed, but the woman stayed.

"I'd rather die than be saved by a mere child!" She spat, "I still have my dignity!"

Kiwi spoke. "Suit yourself" He pulled the trigger twice. Two shots. A perfect execution.

The woman's eyes were full of surprise as she crumpled to the floor.

Shouting and footfalls echoed down the corridor. Time to go he thought, reloading his gun. Just in case

He ran, the man in tow, running down corridors to avoid the guards. He turned to see...a dead end. Shit he thought, as the guards ran towards them....