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He slunk his way between two happy cheering families, trying to catch a glimpse of his target. His boss's words pounded his brain like a mantra.

"Kill him, Exxon, and you shall be my right hand man. Kill him, and it shall be almost complete."

"…Kill him."

"…Kill…"

Images of a screaming child, and a bleeding woman flashed through his mind. He shook his head, as though to physically clear it. He focused once more on the smiling cheery man riding a chariot below him. He pulled out his blowgun and loaded his special poison filled dart into it. He took aim, and blew.

Below him, the Emperor, Jak's father, fell.