He had to do it. He had to. Alex thought as he looked at the street below. If he didn't well, there wouldn't be anything left. He had already been approached by bill collectors. apparently MI6 wasn't paying bills for the house, or anything else for that matter. Water, electricity, the house, food, everything needed to be payed for and worst of all Jack didn't know. He couldn't let her find out, ignorance was bliss, at least in this case.
Alex looked below, at least there was a way to solve it, not a legal way, but a way. Damn, MI6 why couldn't they just leave him alone. He could have gotten a normal job if it weren't for them. They could have taken care of the bills or payed him like an agent, they certainly used him like one anyways. Damn, them.
There! There was the target. He just needed one shot through the heart and $30,000 would be his. Everything would go to payments. It was good MI6 would never think he had resorted to assassination, not after the Scorpia incident. This would only be his second assassination. His first was a month ago.
Now though, he was somewhat glad about Scorpia, giving him what he needed to survive, better than MI6 anyways. If only, if only, they hadn't been planning to kill him. Now he needed MI6, or at least they thought so, damn them, they were his protection, or at least they were suppose to be. Only MI6 wasn't so good at protection, only on sending him off on near suicideal missions whenever they heard someone was after him, damn them.
There! A shot. Dead, just like I was taught, Now to get out of here and back to the boss. My temporary boss at least. I was a freelancer assassin. A newbie, for now, and I went by the name of Shadow.