This is pure fiction. Names and places are purely coincidental.

As he walked into the room, eyes watched him with a mixture of fear, respect and hatred. Of course, he didn't care. It was his job and very professional at it. As he opened the door, he heard shouting. "Ah, our professional personnel. He'll get the job done for you." His boss smiled with pride and satisfaction. "You expect me to believe that?" A stranger pointed rudely with a smirk on his face at him. He remained calm and ignored the gesture. "Agent A, I want you to meet Mr. R. He wants you to eliminate a lady.." His boss explained when the stranger interrupted. "A girl." He said disapprovingly. "Right, a girl. Leave no traces, as usual. Do not underestimate her though. She is an ex- assassin herself. It is possible that you might be killed yourself. Watch your steps. Do in whatever way you think is easy. Is it clear?" The boss looked with a questionable look. "Yes sir. Where is she? When should I leave?" He was ready to tackle this one. It sounded easy and safe. After all, it's only involving a woman. What could be easier? "She's in Hawaii. You may leave immediately. Briefing dismissed." The boss smiled gladly.