"He is the last one to dispach untill we can safely start project C.C" Juan buzzed in Antons ear through his comlink as he entered the building across the decrepid street of his target and set up shop, The familiar tings of metal soothed Anton, he would need all of his composure for the next 48 hours if this went to plan, although this is a routine thing Anton was always anxious before his contract. He could hear his heart slowing down as he waited for the contract to leave the building. "Make sure Roger gets the report in tomorrow Kathleen" James said to his secretary "yessir" Kathleen answered quickly fearing James would have his monthly firing spree.
Anton thought about his target
Name James Hathaway
Occupation Police commander
Age 57
No known spouse or children
Owes $148,000 to Juan and won't pay
Tyrannical boss
Anton would have no problem dealing with him either physically or mentally but it still saddened him to take a life. James packed all of his stuff into his suitcase got his jacket and hat off of the coat stand and left. A door opened and a head shrugged out and it sat upon the sights like a bird on a power line, Anton flicked up the thermal scope to help see him during this rainy night, he pulled the lever back and the bullet fell into the chamber and Anton squeezed the trigger and then James wasn't a person any more Anton quickly dismantled his favorite gun and pulled off the replaceable barrel and put it on the nearby table and grabbed his bottle of custom made EASIMELT "H(CHB11Cl11)" a carbon superacid that would melt titanium like butter in a volcano and he ran out the building into the safety of the TOXIN gang, It was finally the start of
Project: Ca.Nd.Y Ca.Ne.
Project C.C was a plan to control all the drugs in Detroit through bribes, extortion and Anton's services
