Heavy rain sent away all the pedestrians on the street where it was located the Metropolitan Opera. At the late hour only the spectators that came out of the opera were on the outside, each heading toward his home.In the darkness of a parked car across the road from the building , she waited for him impatiently.As expected, in the next moment, the man made his appearance and after he walked around the car he decided to get in the backseat . Immediately the lights went on, revealing the face of a young man, elegant with a witty look. She saw a child, the same as 5 years ago. Her hair was short and bleached in a bright orange , dressed in jeans , black jacket and shirt. An ugly bruise was on her temple , her lower lip was cracked, and on the left cheek was a deep cut which still bled.
He shifted his gaze on her body which was injured, with two bullet wounds in her shoulder and her leg. His voice broke the silence.
"Catarina!How much has passed since the last time!"
"Not enough!," was the response, steep and rough.
"Enough to make you visit me now, my darling!"
The girl sniffed and murmured a few words.The man glanced around him, and in the half-darkness he saw the driver's bloody head . If it hadn't been for the blood one could say he was asleep.
"And with my driver, what business you had, may I ask you?"
"He saw my face!"
"And...?"
"Finish with the crap ,Mikael ! You know my rules!"
"Oh, yes!," was the response, in a tone vaguely impressed. "If they do not see you,means that does not exist. We both know, Catarina , that's a foolish rule, meant only to encourage you to continue your work!"
"But It had kept me alive!"
"But you still got hit back a few times!"
"The risk of the job!", came her prompt hanswer . "Will you help me or not?"
"Of course!"
New York was a big city, but nothing of what she couldn't solve. It was simple, enter , kill , take the information , exit. She had easily found an apartment in a building in the vicinity of the target's apartment.The block was one of the best accommodation, most were constructed according to the same model. She entered the block and climbed the stairs to the fifth floor where her apartment was, then enter the door with the number 21.
The place was pleasant , spacious, light, in a well-ventilated area , 3 rooms plus bathroom and kitchen , and many windows. 5 floors, 60 steps, around 6 apartments on the eastern side, the rest of the western one. She looked out the window and inspected the block over the street.
The target was in the apartment, it was almost solved. She did not know who that someone was, she knew that it was important and that its death was worth enough as to provide a win more than substantially.Enough to give up on her work for a long period of time, but does not make. He was thinking to work for a while longer , to gather some more money and then , different identity , another country, another life.
She waited until the coming of the night. With the darkness came a heavy rain accompanied by lightning and thunder. The scenario was perfect. Nobody would hear the screams of the victim, no one would see, and the rain would wash all the traces. She suited up and left.
It didn't took her long to reach the other's apartment. She climed up the fire stairs up to the window. The window glass was bulletproof and had a reinforced frame, she could cut it , but it would had made noise and would had awakened the owner.
She decided to climb on the roof, she must find a way to enter. On the roof was the opening of the main air vent, too narrow even for her. She looked again at the windows with caution and saw one open at the penthouse. Perfectly.
It didn't mattered who died as long as the main targets were dead and the mision finished. She easily entered the place trough the window and reached a bedroom of a child , empty. The most probably still asleep with her parents. She never slept with her parents, she didn't had parents.
She easily went through the rest of the rooms up to the main door, unlocked it and exited as quickly as entered. She went down 2 floors and reached the front door. Most likely it was fastened so she will have to hurry to unlock it and get rid of anyone who was living at the adress.
The door was new , but the sealing system was classic. A lock up ,one down and a fuse, so all metal with a weakness for the magnets. The key that could open any door . Had spent whole days to make it perfect , to open any door. It was useful, but hard to get.
The door opens slightly, and she entered into silence. She went through the small entrance hall and inspected the doors. She must find the office or the bedroom. The door no. 1 was an empty living room,without any office or place to look important. If the buildings of apartments were alike , then the next door had to be his bedroom. Shr had to find something, could not return with bare hands, she was not allowed.
Carefully opened the bedroom door. No one,but the bed was disturbed. He knew that she was there. She felt the movement through the air, and turned in time to fend off a blow.
Among the blows she saw her opponent. Man, average height, muscular , a trained professional.
She would curse Ivanov a lot because he sent her on mission without any information. She raised one foot in a blow aimed to leave him unconscious. Caught her foot with one hand, she threw her other leg , managing to hit him in the face. Taking advantage of the moment she exited the apartament , but he followed her up the stairs. A bullet stepped quickly past her , grazing her face and breaking a window on the bearing.
That would have been her chance to escape, if she had not been too high.
A woman walked up the stairs with a gun in her hand, he had a bow and some arrows. Who the hell were they? She clung to the stairway railing, and threw herself over it down to the second floor, then opened a window on the bearing and leaped off. The 2 were at the window watching . The woman shoot again hitting her in the shoulder and in the leg.
She was in the middle of the street. She could not go to her apartment , she would have showed them where to find her. A known car passed by her , headed toward the Lincoln Plaza. She decided to walk among blocks and be lost in the darkness until she would reach the car and him.
