Ireland and her

chapter 1- meetings

-Patrick's POV-

I walked through the door of the IAFG (Irish Assassin Federal Government). I looked at my boss , Aimish Finster, he handed me two files.

One file was of my undercover identity, the Identity was a college professor, who taught crimology, Nathaniel Morris.

File two was of 3 targets.

"Must I do this mission?" I asked Aimish.

"Yes now get on the plane" Aimsish ordered. I sighed and left to the international airport of Dublin.

-a few hours later-

I got off the plane and headed to the Great Britain College where I would be teaching criminalogy.

It was dark so I headed to my on campus apartment room.

I unlocked my door and set down my stuff, I got out my laptop and sat at the desk. The three targets showed up on my screen.

Target one-
Name- Molly Wright
Age- 26
DOB- 01/01/1990
Alisas- unknown
Kill count- unknown
Nationality- French
Occupation- College student
Skill set rate- 10/10

Target two-
Name- Billy Brooks
Age- 35
DOB- unknown
Alisas- Mickey Valentine
Kill count- 19/200
Nationality- American
Occupation- Bar tender
Skill set- 8.5/10

Target three-
This target is unknown

I grranbed out my phone and called Aimish.

"Where's target three?" I asked.

"Patrick,target three is unknown, Calm down" he says

-the Next day-

I walked into my Crimology class to see a girl in a trench coat, with black jeans and a red scarf. She had gorgeous blue-green eyes with long brown hair.

All I could was stare into her eyed but soon I cleared my throat and began talking.

"Morning class, I'm professer Nathaniel Morris" I said in my Irish accent.

Everyone said hello and I started talking, it's a good thing I have degree in this stuff.

I made everyone copy notes.

"Stop staring at the professor" I heard a girl say. I look up from my desk to see the girl from before looking at her friend next to her.

"I'm not" she stage whispered.

Her friend rolled her eyes and went to looking back at her work.

"Ladies , I'd appreciate it if you didn't speak during my class"

Later it was lunch, I headed to the cafe to see the girl from my criminalogy class.

"You were making googly eyes at professor hottie" says the girls friend.

"I wasn't"

"Sure sure" The girl named Rebekah says.

"So what do we have next?" The girl asked.

"I have Photography"

I ordered my coffee and grabbed out my laptop. At that moment I saw Aimish Finster, he sat across from me.

"Hello Patrick"

"Aimish" I acknowledged

"Your targets need to be dead before next month" he told me.