Unresolved

DEVOTION

Salem almost dropped his gun when he heard the words.

"Th-.... The... Agency..? The hitmen.... organisation?" Salem whispered.

"Hmph." The man mocked.

Salem was lost for words as the man proceeded to pull out his silenced 9mm from his right pocket. Salem shook himself awake and raised his gun again, aiming at the man. This time, Salem was much less confident, his hands were shaking in fear. The agent seemed to have spotted it because he mocked Salem again.

"You really are pathetic."

The man then raised his gun but this shocked Salem more than it worried him. The man placed the gun's point against his own scalp.

"As I said, you're not getting a word out of me." The man stopped smiling after he said those words.

"Stop!" Salem shouted as he ran to the man but before he even took a step, the agent had already pressed the trigger. He then followed it up with two more shots before collapsing to the ground. Salem paused for a second and then took a deep breath as he approached the man slowly. He lowered himself into a crouching position as he mumbled.

"What a waste. How can an organization like The Agency be worthy of such devotion?"

Salem took out a pair of gloves and put them on so as to not tamper with evidence. He put the man's gun aside and reached into his pockets, searching for anything significant. He found a wallet and slid it out. He then proceeded to open the wallet and the first thing he saw were three pictures. Taking the pictures out, he studied them for a few seconds. Two of them were males. One Hispanic with a tattoo of a dragon on his forehead. Other was dark brown. The third picture was of a young dark haired female. Behind each picture was a tick sign. Salem shook his head and slipped the pictures into his pocket. He then took out the man's ID card and the first thing that caught his eye was the picture.

"What the!?" Salem exclaimed.

The picture didn't match the man's face.