A Missed Target
I climbed out of the jet, infuriated. How could I possibly miss such a simple, unarmed target? SCORPIA wouldn't be pleased. My check wouldn't come, and the name Yassen Gregorvich, had just been tarnished for the time being. I walked through the city, searing at the last scene played. Who was the boy? A friend? A son? It all made no sense. Ian Rider, a spy, a father? There was no way to be sure. I decided to respond to SCORPIA, knowing punishment awaited. I prayed for the Tokyo SCORPIANS to do the job well. Their job was a revolting one, and I walked smiling, knowing Ian Rider would get what he deserved in good time, and the rest of the World would be going along with him.
Author's Note: I realize this chapter is like 2 sentences, but I thought the idea was cool. I could've added it to the other chapter, but, to be honest, I liked the chapter name.
Question: If Ian was killed in this book, should Yassen be the killer? If not who???? See polls! REVIEW!!! Thank you for reading this far.-JIM