HITMAN {on hold}

Four

    Zaysha woke to the buzz of her phone ringing in her ears. Leaning over, she reached for her phone which was resting on her night stand. A new assignment glowed brightly on her screen, illuminating her face in the dark hours of the night.

Seb's bar, 43 st. Ask the man in the hat for the special. You know what to do.

    Zaysha sighed, looking over at her sleeping roommate. There was no easy way to go about her odd jobs while living with someone. It simply wasn't possible.

    Luckily, Zaysha was able to gather her items and slip out the door without disturbing Ella. She hopped on the subway, letting it take her to 43rd st.

    Once off the subway, Zaysha moved quietly down the street until she saw the illuminated neon sign reading the bar's name. Waving her fake ID at the doorman, she slipped inside without a problem.

    The bar wasn't packed with late night partiers and drunken college students. Not a place Zaysha would have usually found herself.

    She could see a man in a backwards yellow baseball cap behind the counter serving drinks to customers. Making her way over, Zaysha could feel the comforting press of her blade against her thigh. The man handed someone their drink and mad who's way over to her.

    "What can I get started for you?" The bartender questioned.

    "I'd like the special..." Zaysha replied raising her eyebrows.

    The man nodded curtly and began fixing her a drink. He handed her a martini-looking beverage with an olive floating in it. She could see a slip of paper rolled up and tucked into the olive i the drink.

    "Thank you."Zaysha nodded at the bartender, popping the olive in her mouth without chewing, and heading out the door.

    Once she made it to a private area away from prying eyes, she spit out the olive and removed the paper. Reading the assignment, she carefully tucked the paper in her pocked and zipped it up, popping the olive back in her mouth and eating it.

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Later that night, Zaysha returned soundlessly to her room, the assignment complete. She carefully washed off her bloodied knife in the sink and tucked it away before heading back to bed.