The shadowy figure stopped.
Mercy… One of the few flaws this assassin seems to have.
Max continued to run for his pathetic life. As if it had meaning to this Earth.
When Max was clearly out of sight, the assassin revealed himself from the shadows. He dropped a knife with Max's blood and reaches for the radio. "Mission failed. Target somehow… escaped. Request to move forward." Said the assassin through the radio. "Request denied." The radio crackled, "Abort mission. Repeat, abort mission. For now."
Orders were orders. But next time, Max won't escape. One moment of pity won't save him from death. That mistake will not be made again.
"603. Mission rescheduled for tomorrow before dawn. Target suspected to be heading to coordinates 902-439.3 in 600 hours." The radio continued, "Failure will NOT BE TOLERATED 603… Return to base. Repeat, return to base." The radio went quiet.
603 stood in anger by the failed mission. "Failure will not be tolerated…" 603 repeated and returned to base.
As for poor Maximillion… he continued running in fear. Knowing he would have no protection against the assassin, running was most likely the only option he had to escape a bloody death. He couldn't return home. It was far too late for that. He knew any allies would be eliminated if they were discovered assisting him. It was a very high risk. Anyone he even speaks to maybe going to certain doom. Family and friends maybe the first to die.
But he didn't care. He only cared for his own protection. No one else's. He just wants to live.
This is why Maximillion… should be eliminated.