Chapter 1
Jason Bourne walked down the empty roads. He was scanning the area. It was all clear. Jason turned his head left and right still no one. Any one else would of kept running but he wasn't. Bourne looked up and sow the usual street light. It was flickering on and off. How could any one almost beat him. The past few hours shooting through his mind. He thought it was impossible but it wasn't now. Then he heard a car coming. He started of with a jog but as it got closer he started running. Fast. Bourne was about to turn around and see who was in the car. But he didn't he wouldn't he would say to himself.
Impossible kept going throw his mind tell the car stopped and heard a man yell. "Stop" then the chocking of a gun.
forty eight hours earlier….
Michael Weston walked out of the car in the usual suit it had a nice whit shirt and tan paint and a tan jacket. When he walked in he sow his best friend, his co worker Sam Axe. " hello buddy" he said as he walked up he was wearing a white tank top and a red Hawaiian shit on top. He was also wearing tan shorts.
"How did it go?" he asked
"Quiet well, actually" Michael answered. Michael walked up to his counter and sate his grey Razor on the table.
"Michael," Sam said "Your meeting someone for a job" Sam added.
"Were?" Michael said slightly interested.
"At the park" Sam said. Michael knew it was a great place to be. There are kids every were and cops weighting for trouble. "Me and Fiona will wait in the car if anything happens" Sam said.
"Ok" Michael grabbed his phone and put in his pocket "To park"
Michael scanned the area looking for someone who did not belong. He so one man he was wearing a black suit. His skin was black as the night sky. Michael walked up to the man he was seating on the chess table. "Michael Weston" the man said. "Seat" he said then pointed his hand to the empty seat.
"Michael, have you every heard of Jason Bourne?" the man asked.
"Who are you?" Michael asked.
"My name it Sortve" he said "back to the question, have you ever heard of Jason Bourne?"
"A couple times" Michael said as he notices a bump in his jacket. A gun.
"Well, Michael I have a friend of his said he was coming hear, to Miami" Michael nodded his head saying he understood 'I want you to terminate him"
At first he thought it would be easy. But after remembering what he seen of Bourne was nerve racking. But it would be a great opportunity to kill the Jason Bourne. He would also have Fiona and Sam's help. "How much?"
"What?"
"How much will you pay?" Michael asked.
"50,000" Sortve said. That was a lot for one man.
Michael was silent then he whistled.
"I will pay you half now half when you done" Michael silenced to the usual.
"When is he coming?" Michael asked
"5:30 he will be at the bank" Sortve added
"Do you want him dead or alive" Michael asked staring at the sun.
"Dead" then he stud up and left. Michael stud up also and stared for a minute.
Dead
The word still rang in his head. Then his phone rang. He polled hit out Fiona was on the cover. "Yea" Michael answered.
"What did he said?" Fiona asked.
"We have a job" Then he paused waiting for what. "Have you ever heard of Jason Bourne?" he asked. He waited.
"Yea a couple of times" Fiona said "What does he have anything to do with it?" She asked.
"We have to kill him" Then there was a silence and he heard her tell Sam.
"Wait Mickey are you for real Jason Bourne?" Sam asked " His like better then Jet Li" Sam said
Michael stopped and breathed hard. "We can snipe him at the top of the roof next to the bank"
" With what?" Fiona said in the background "We have no more snipers"
"We will find one" Michael said.
"With who, I mean Mick I can get you a gun gut it wont be most accurate." Sam said
"How much time?" Michael asked
"twelve hours" Sam added.
"What gun?" Michael asked hoping it wouldn't be inaccurate
"A Dragunov sniper rifle" Not half bad.
"Get it" Michael said.