Chapter 2: my mission
"Hello Husam." Saleem said.
"Hello." I said in flawless English. Only 1 of the many languages I am fluent in.
"well it is time for you to do a solo mission. Earn your true place. Move up in the ranks." he said while walking across the room. We were back in the Middle East. It had been a week since I was in Somalia. I spent most of my life there. Bombings weren't real surprises anymore. They were a daily occurrence. I actually caused a few.
"what is my mission?" I said with certainty. I was ready. This is what I was born to do.
"I need you to kill these two people."
He passed me photographs from across the table. A man and a woman. The woman was pretty. She had dark curly hair, tanned skin, and a gold Star of David necklace. My heart was in my throat.
"she," Saleem pointed at the picture. "Is the deputy director of Mossad. Her father is the director. He is stepping down in a week. She will take his place. I feel that I don't really have to say any more about Mossad." I could feel the blood pulse through every part of my body.
"this man," Saleem pointed again. "Is an NCIS agent." He was a handsome man. He had brown hair and green eyes. His grin felt strangely familiar. He had the ghost of a laugh on his face. "They killed some of my, our, people." he continued while looking at me with a smile. It almost made me sick. The pieces were falling into place.
"your mission is to terminate them. They will be in the same place in 2 days. In America. Washington D.C. Your plane leaves in an hour. You must observe and report first, then, at the conference, you will kill them. Understand?"
"yes." was all I could say.
"good." he said with a smile.
A/N: ooo cliffhanger...I know, pretty short but I'm doing my best.