"You can torture me," the man taunted, "But I'll never tell."
Phil smirked. "That's what they all say," he said, "But they're all liars."
The chains holding the man tightened, causing the man to hiss in pain. "You can make this all stop," Phil murmured, "If you tell me who your sniper is."
The man Phil captured was another criminal, but he was stupid. Phil had captured him easily, and he could kill him any time now.
The only thing the man had that Phil wanted was his sniper.
Phil didn't know who the sniper was, persay, but he'd heard a lot about him.
Loyal. Very accurate shot. Obeys. Those qualities the sniper had were helpful.
Phil just wanted a sniper in general so he wouldn't have to get his hands dirty.
The man grunted, "What if I told you the sniper was in this room, ready to take the shot?"
Phil snickered. "Then I'd say you were lying."
The man looked Phil in the eyes and said, "He is. He'll take the shot any minute now."
The shot never came.
"He's not here," Phil tsked.
The man said frantically, "No, he is! I swear! If you try to kill me, he'll shoot!"
Phil raised an eyebrow. "That just makes me want to kill you more."
The man whimpered. It was pathetic when Phil remember this man was also a criminal.
Phil raised his gun, and the man rattled his chains. Phil aimed his shot to be at the man's head. He asked him mockingly, "Any last words?"
The man exclaimed hysterically, "Kendall, what are you doing?! Shoot him!"
The sniper is in the room. But he won't shoot, Phil noted.
Phil pulled the trigger and the man was shot in his head. It was fatal. The man slumped in his chains and blood spilled out of him.
Mission accomplished.
Phil shook his head in mock pity. "What a shame."
"Quite," a voice called out. "He made a mess didn't he?"
Phil turned his head to the voice. It must be the sniper, he thought.
Phil agreed, "True." He asked, "Why didn't you shoot?"
"Plot twist my friend, I'm not the sniper. He is... long gone." The man said in a monotone voice.
Phil was slightly shocked but kept a straight face. "Then why are you here?" He asked.
The man smirked. "Because, I was sent to kill you. But, I'll refrain." He said.
Phil looked at him. "What's your name?"
"Names Dan. And you?" He asked. "Phil." He said simply. "Why didn't you kill me?" He asked.
"Because, I want to make a deal." Dan said. "I want you to be my partner. We can cause mischief everywhere." He smirked.
Phil shook his head. "I'm sorry, I'm not a criminal." He stated.
"I'm sorry. You must have misunderstood." Dan shot Phil in the leg and he crumpled to the ground in pain.
"I wasn't asking."
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