Hitman: Anathema
A mansion stood gleaming in the sunlight, where my target was. The objective was simple, find Father Vittorio, kill a Mafia boss, get out.
"47, this is Diana, from Agency. We're so glad you're working for us." she rambled on.
A postman walked by some trees, a bunch of flowers in his hand. He stopped and looked around him. I drew my attention to the mafia boss playing golf on the roof.
If I had a sniper with me he'd be dead within a second.
Then, a man wearing a suit and tie walked out of the first door, and went to piss.
I reached into my pocket for my Ballers SD.
Blood splattered on the wall as the bullets flew into his head.
I ran over to him and took his 9MM Pistol and clothes.
I walked through an old wooden gate, handle rusty and old.
Two guards were at the front door, one holding a Deagle, the other a Sawn-Off.
I decided to walk around to the side of the building.
A lone guard was letting a Grocery boy through the kitchen door.
I followed him to his car.
I pulled out a Fiber Wire and strangled him.
So, I took his clothes, and placed my weapons in a box.
Inside, a large woman was making something.
I reached for the kitchen knife and slit her throat.
Blood splattered the floor.
I ran upstairs and pulled my Ballers out.
Two guards were standing in the hallway leading to the Mafia Bosses room.
The first fell like a tincan with holes in it, the second met Mr. Fiber Wire.
I ran in, knocking the lawyer unconscious, and shot the Boss.
I picked up his key and ran to the kitchen, dashing out the door, killing the guard in the process.
He fell down the stairs like a ragdoll, arms flailing, eyes shut.
I ran into the basement and bashed the door with Vittorio inside.
He wasn't there.
"Diana, this is 47, they must have moved him." I said dashing outside to the garage.
"This is Diana, you're probably right. Satellite footage shows two bearded Russian types dragging a priest."
The car was striped, red and white.
I flew inside, started the engine and knocked over the guard.
I felt blood on the seat as I was shot by the guard with the Deagle.
This time, I thought, It's personal...
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