The Albino
Chapter Three
The Hit
Mark drove in his rental car to the target's office building, feeling more confident then he has ever been before. He had so much information that he couldn't not do it.
When he arrived he took a brief look at the building and headed for the back entrance. Strange thing was, there were no guards there at all. Not only did this confuse Mark it also made his mission harder as he won't be able to get a disguise. He headed in and ended up in a massive foyer lit up with thousands of light. The walls glistened with bright silver, and the polished marble floor.
Mark approached the elevator and entered. He couldn't believe it; he had complete access to the top floor, where the CEO's office is located. He pressed the button and there was a bump. The elevator rose to the top floor and made a ringing noise when the doors opened. There were loads of people in the building, yet no one suspected him, yet.
Mark approached the office and the receptionist spoke
"He's waiting for you"
"Me?"
"Of course, your Bill Nechton right?"
"Errr yes of course."
As he entered he came to a shock when he noticed someone familiar sitting where the target should be.
"Penton!" shouted Mark.
Mark Penton, another Albino clone.
"Got quite a surprise eh Parchezzi?"
"What are you doing here!"
"Didn't you notice anything strange when you saw the posters of you at Heathrow?"
"I still wanted to carry on with the mission!"
"Of course, your so persistent aren't you Parchezzi?"
"So where's the target?"
"There is no target Parchezzi!"
"WHAT?"
"Yes, you've been set up"
"Why?"
"The boss doesn't need you anymore since you 'accidentally' looked up his secret file on his computer!"
"What secret file!"
"The one identifying him!"
"That picture was of The Dealer!"
"The point is he doesn't need you anymore so he hired me, let's see whose the better Albino clone eh Mark!"