A New Assassin?
Roy drove to the crime scene, hoping that his instincts weren't right. The timing was just perfect. He should have been taking care of Riza, but he knew better. He was a dog of the military, and his ranking officer had just been killed. He just hoped it was that crazy Scar guy. He found out the truth when his car stopped.
Roy walked towards the barriers, looking for Havoc. He found the blonde lieutenant lighting a cigarette. When they made eye contact, Havoc smiled and waved.
"Hey, chief. Nice day, isn't it?" Havoc asked sarcastically.
"It would have been better if I didn't have Boss Grande lying in the middle of the street," Roy answered back. Havoc sighed as he led Roy to the body. "So what do we got here?"
"Definitely an assassination," Havoc said as he lifted the sheet. Roy grimaced when he saw the body. The shot was obviously not a clean one. Blood was splattered everywhere, which meant the brigadier general had died slowly and painfully. After the shot was made, which had hit the right side of Grande's neck, he had stumbled all around the alley, bleeding to death. Havoc covered the body again and looked at the colonel. "What do you think?"
"Was the bullet from a VSS Vintorez sniper?" Roy asked.
"That's right, the same gun that Roderick used, and probably same gun that killed Carlton, Kimbly, and Ricardo. Do you think it's the same guy?" Roy shook his head.
"No, I don't. The man that shot Carlton, Kimbly, and Ricardo was a perfectionist. He made a clean shot between the eyes, just like Roderick. Why would he all of the sudden slip up?"
"Maybe he got nervous, chief. It happens sometimes." Roy was still not convinced.
"Roderick is trying to prove a point. He wants everything to be perfect. Maybe the real killer got sick or something. The point is that Roderick has his assassin on a schedule. He won't risk falling behind. We have two assassins to worry about now." Roy started to walk away but stopped at the barrier "It looks like I can't run away from Roderick anymore. Call Haruko and tell him I'll work on the case."
Roy got back into his car and started to drive back. This was the last thing he wanted, but it appeared Roderick wanted him on the case. If Roy knew Roderick, he wanted to see Roy sweat. Roy was sure he was on the hit list, and Roderick wanted him to know that. He wanted to make Roy suffer for what he had done to his hand. It wasn't enough that Roy was suffering from the guilt of Rosette's death.
Collin scowled as he gulped down his whiskey. He looked back at the case that held his VSS sniper. How could I have let this happen? Miss Rizz is out there without my protection and guidance. She knows how important it is to stay on schedule, so why did she run? What is she trying to prove?
He poured himself another drink and looked out of the hotel window. He had made sure to stay on schedule. He was all about timetables. He had never missed a deadline in his life, and he wasn't going to start now. Even though his shots weren't as accurate as Riza's or Roderick's, he would stay on schedule. He owed it Roderick and Riza.
He sniffed the blue scarf that Riza had left him. He loved he lavender smell. It kept hopeful that he would find her somewhere. He had been searching, but the kills had been taking up most of his time. He had one more kill this week, a major name Michael Murphy, to take care of, and then he could spend his time looking for Riza. The next kill after Murphy wasn't for four more weeks, and Riza would be back with him by then.
"Just wait for me, Miss Rizz," Collin stated as he gulped the last of his drink. "I will find you."
