Under the Radar - Chapter 1 - Prologue
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This was simple, but to anybody else, it was nerve racking.
He slipped into the apartment and softly shut the door behind him.
The only way you would have known that somebody had come in was if you had watched them.
He slid along the wall, blending with the shadows like he was born to be one.
Failing isn't an option
You will succeed
The voices in his head would repeat over and over, a never ending chant.
But they only came when he was working "in the field".
They had been there for years, and they would never go away.
There are no consequences for failing
You aren't allowed to
His footsteps were undetectable.
He was undetectable.
He moved so swiftly, he couldn't set a motion detector off if he tried.
He strode into the bedroom, his eyes never leaving the sleeping man in front of him.
It was too easy.
Anybody else would cry out in fear and run from the building.
He didn't flinch, his heart wasn't off a beat.
He walked to the side of the bed and pulled a thin rubber rope from his long black coat.
You go in
You do your job
You get out
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It was cold and lonely on the streets at this time of night, or morning rather.
The weak winter wind swirled around his head, making his hair gently sway with the breeze.
He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and eyed the pasing cars.
Everybody is a suspect
Anybody is a victim
He quickly dialed a number and after one ring, it was picked up.
"It's done. He's dead. Contact me in a few days."
He didn't wait for a response, he turned his phone off and stuffed it back in his pocket.
He turned towards the block his hotel was on and headed for the small building.
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He opened the door to his one bed room and rushed inside, desperate to get warm, but mostly to shake the feeling that somebody was watching him.
Somebody is always watching
You are never alone
He hung his coat on the rack and headed towards the bathroom, kicking the door shut with his foot.
It didn't matter how much noise he made here, there was nobody in this building that he could not elude.
He stripped down to his boxers, threw a dark green tank top on, and brushed his teeth.
He slowly walked out of the cramped bathroom and slid into bed.
Another restless night was awaiting.
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To be continued....
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Well, what do you think? I'll get to my other fics another time, I need to change things up. Please leave me a review, I've had a rough day and could use some happiness, not that I'm using that as a pitty call. Please review!
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This was simple, but to anybody else, it was nerve racking.
He slipped into the apartment and softly shut the door behind him.
The only way you would have known that somebody had come in was if you had watched them.
He slid along the wall, blending with the shadows like he was born to be one.
Failing isn't an option
You will succeed
The voices in his head would repeat over and over, a never ending chant.
But they only came when he was working "in the field".
They had been there for years, and they would never go away.
There are no consequences for failing
You aren't allowed to
His footsteps were undetectable.
He was undetectable.
He moved so swiftly, he couldn't set a motion detector off if he tried.
He strode into the bedroom, his eyes never leaving the sleeping man in front of him.
It was too easy.
Anybody else would cry out in fear and run from the building.
He didn't flinch, his heart wasn't off a beat.
He walked to the side of the bed and pulled a thin rubber rope from his long black coat.
You go in
You do your job
You get out
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It was cold and lonely on the streets at this time of night, or morning rather.
The weak winter wind swirled around his head, making his hair gently sway with the breeze.
He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and eyed the pasing cars.
Everybody is a suspect
Anybody is a victim
He quickly dialed a number and after one ring, it was picked up.
"It's done. He's dead. Contact me in a few days."
He didn't wait for a response, he turned his phone off and stuffed it back in his pocket.
He turned towards the block his hotel was on and headed for the small building.
------------------------------
He opened the door to his one bed room and rushed inside, desperate to get warm, but mostly to shake the feeling that somebody was watching him.
Somebody is always watching
You are never alone
He hung his coat on the rack and headed towards the bathroom, kicking the door shut with his foot.
It didn't matter how much noise he made here, there was nobody in this building that he could not elude.
He stripped down to his boxers, threw a dark green tank top on, and brushed his teeth.
He slowly walked out of the cramped bathroom and slid into bed.
Another restless night was awaiting.
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To be continued....
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Well, what do you think? I'll get to my other fics another time, I need to change things up. Please leave me a review, I've had a rough day and could use some happiness, not that I'm using that as a pitty call. Please review!