"You have seventeen minutes to take out the target. "
Nezumi at shivered the emotionless command and repositioned himself atop the small patio. The loose sleeves of his sweatshirt batted against the air and his knees aches from sitting crouched down for hours. Snow fell onto the crowded city streets with footsteps echoing from above him. He waited keeping his eyes down and ears alert.
The weight of the gun on his side felt heavy just like the guilt that kept him from even whispering a prayer. He didn't do this type of work, he didn't want to kill a man's family in cold blood to send a message. But he had to since it was his life on line and his suffering that would come as a punishment. The man wouldn't spare him if their situations where reversed, he would kill him in cold blood without even a blink.
He clutched his knees resisting the urge to sob. It was terrifying to know he was taking someone's life to know what he was going to become soon enough. He wanted to scream deep down inside but he knew in the end it would be pointless. In the end they'd both just be forced to face the wrath of the men employing them.
The footsteps stopped as the sound of someone falling followed. A sniffle came soon after along with the sound of a pained voice. Nezumi shivered feeling his blood run cold.
The voice was to young. They told him the man lived with two children, both the product of one night stands and childbirth tragedies. But the voice was to soft, to weak to be a full grown adults. It was small like a sob from a toddler calling out for there mother. It was a child's.
"Please forgive me." He didn't wait for a reply turning around allowing his eyes to meet his preys.
Small with long brown hair, most likely from the mother as the man on the file had black hair. Clouded eyes most likely from waking up in the middle of the night only to start crying. Bruises that where turning yellow around the girl's neck a sure sign of abuse.
He wanted to vomit. He wanted to cry. But none of them where a option anymore.
One shot to the head that's all it takes. One shot to the head and she won't even feel any pain. But he knew he wasn't allowed to do that, he was told to make sure they where a example.
Closing his eyes, he whimpered quietly and aimed for the girl's legs.