"An assassin...?" Izuru asked, staring at the sheet of paper in his hands. "I guess that's manageable. What's it going to take?"
"He needs to be arrested by Wednesday morning. Does that give you enough time?" SoiFon's sharp feminine voice rang in Izuru's ears.
"I hope so. Is it undercover or are we just going to track the guy and bust down his door?" Izuru set the paper down on the conference table.
"It's an undercover mission. The assassin was hired by HM, I'm sure you're familiar with that name. Anyway, the assassin was hired to kill the president and VP of Quincies, the fashion magazine." SoiFon flipped a braid over her shoulder. "Quincies says HM is a big business rival. Apparently HM wants their millions."
Izuru nodded. "Sounds legit. Are you hearing this, 003?"
"I told ya ta call me Gin," Gin grumbled, folding his arms. "And yes, I am. When do we start?"
"As soon as you're ready. Which should be in a few minutes." SoiFon glared at Gin with piercing gray eyes. "His appearance is described on your paper here, and you'll want to maybe stake out at the Sunshine City Prince Hotel, watch his movements. Quincies is having a company meeting there tomorrow, and that's where we heard the assassin will be "doing the deed"." She drew invisible quotation marks in the air with her fingers. Gin rolled his eyes, and Izuru shot him a pointed glance.
"We'll get going, then." Izuru said, standing up.