An Assassin's Journal(Completed)

7

Monday - 22 January 2018

We land in Mrs. Jefferson's personal hanger on the small Island. I gave her asked priced for the eleven crates of rifles with five crates of ammo in cash she asked for it. I open a random crate and pull out a rifle dismantle it in front of her looking at all the pieces, I oiled it then within forty seconds to reassemble it. I took five rounds placed them in the magazine and aim for a target. The rifle is an automatic and a stunning gun to have in my arsenal.

They placed a target outside for me to test the goods on.

'Please take the target further off to that tree over there.' I showed the man next to me. He looked at me like I am crazy but took the target and ran out there. He placed the target next to the tree then step far away so I could shoot the target. I took aim through the scope, took a deep breath then pull the trigger and shoot close grouping around the face in the center of the target. I turn back to Mrs. Jefferson.

'So how is it?' She asked me.

'It is all good. You can load them in the cargo hold of the jet please.' they started to load the guns and ammo as the man with the target returns. Clair saw what I shot into the target and her face paled when she walked over to the target.

'Fuck! I knew they said you're good but didn't realize how good you really are.'

'Well, it is my business to be good at aiming at all kinds of assholes.'

'True, or we'll be both out of jobs.' She joked.

'Yes, you are right.'

'When can you have some more of these rifles again?' I asked her as I hand my rifle over to Tando.

'My supplier will have a shipment ready in two weeks.'

'Fantastic. Here is my details when the shipment comes in. Give me a call and we can strike a deal when it does.'

'I surely will.' We shook hands. 'Nice doing business with you ma'am.'

'With you as well.' Tando and I got back on the jet. Stephan rolled out of the hanger and we took off to Hong Kong after a quick refueled in Vietnam. Afterward, we'll continue our journey to one of Russia's big cities called Omsk.

Tuesday - 23 January 2018

'Love?'

'Yes, sweetheart.'

'Where did you learn to shoot like that?'

'CIA boot camp back when I was in military school in Texas. I was the only one in my class that could take out a target a thousand feet and further away. The CIA got wind of my skills and trained me.'

'Then why not work for them then?'

'I have found out what the CIA is really about and they are worse than the Rissian KGB. Eviler then you really know and besides this darker side of the law is much more fun and profitable.'

'Of course silly me.' He came to sit beside me and held me to him.

'David you can't breathe a word of this to anyone including your folks for their safety and yours, are we clear.'

'Yes, ma'am crystal clear.'

'Good. I just want you safe at all cost.' He kissed my hair. We land in Hong Kong first and do the deal of five crates as asked for. We refuel for our trip to Russia. Tando rented us a car and we went for dinner at one of Hong Kong's finest restaurants. We ate dinner then head back to the jet and off we go after our four and a half hours layover here in Hong Kong.