Part 1 Long Term Contract
After a successful assassination in Anathema, another mafia boss is out the play. But the client's request is growing, stretching The Agency and 47 to one extreme to another. When will this endless list end? Only time will tell as 47 venture out of Gontranno to make a killing. At the same time, Codex will soon get their plans ready to set into motion.
Tracking of the Trio
At Gontranno
Agent Smith sat on a bench in the small ruin beside the garden shed. Clouds casts shadows upon the church ground as it rolled past the scorching sun. Rays of lights reflected off the glass paned windows from the church building, and the bell of the church rang in a regular interval. In the garden shed, 47 sat in front of his small desk facing the window of the small house. He fixed his eyes on the laptop and awaited Diana's call, while keeping a constant lookout for Smith just in case. Just then, the Agency's logo appeared on the laptop's screen. 47 activated the loudspeaker of the laptop and listened as Diana speak.
"47. Diana again. I see you did a fine job in the mansion. Good work on your part. But I'm afraid to tell you that our work is far from over. Our clients has lengthen their contract with us and we should expect to work for them for quite a period of time. Our client had just given us information that Halio have three brothers, each wanting to take over Halio's place in the small organization. They are planning to have a funeral in a local Scilian church three days from now to send their brother off. Of course we don't want you to kill someone in a holy place especially in a church. So your job is simple. Place transmitter on each of their vehicles so that we can track down where each of them are residing. We will be shipping those equipments for you as fast as we can as our client did not wish for another Halio emerging out from the dusts. That's all for your next mission." Diana paused, and asked, "How is Agent Smith?"
"He's fine. Taking in some fresh garden air outside. About the chocolate, I had disposed it on my way back. I suspect a tracking device is hidden in the bar. Who would had dropped it in?" 47 asked.
"It might be. And whoever dropped it in is trying to get to Agent Smith, or even try to kill him with it, or even use Smith to get to you. Of course we can't draw the conclusion so hastily as we have not found a solid proof to support this." Diana replied.
"They must know Smith is held prisoner in Anathema. And expected me to give the bar to Smith. Smart of them." 47 said. "Let me know if there's any unusual activity happening around Sicily this few days. I will give you an update of the place where I get rid of the bar later."
"That will be great. One more question before I hang up, where exactly did you drop the bar in?"Diana asked curiously.
"I will tell you later. Anyway, I suspect the upcoming work will not allow me to stay here for any longer." 47 said.
"That will be true 47." Diana hanged up after her last sentence and 47 off his laptop when he heard someone knocked on the door. 47 opened it and saw Father Victorrio standing at the doorway.
"Hello my son. We will be expecting visitors three days later to attend a funeral and it will be good if you can help out."Vitorrio said with open arm.
"Certainly." 47 said.
47 took out three transmitters, leaving the receivers in the Agency's supply. Diana reports no strange looking people roaming Sicily in the past few days after 47 sent the coordinates to Diana. After making sure that Agent Smith stays in the shed during the mission just in case any guards recognized him, 47 walked to the upper level of the church garden via the stone steps and pushed open the double wooden door leading to the church's ground. The ringing of the bell echoes throughout the church as men in black gathered in the grounds. No one seems to be talking to one another as they awaited silently for Halio's brothers. One or two of the guards nodded solemnly at 47, thinking that he's a gardener in the church because he is not in his usual suit, but a light brown shirt and a pair of long dark pants with a pair of gloves. An apron is worn in front of his pants, covering almost three quarter of it. The three transmitters was hidden in his pant's pockets, one for each target. This should be a quick and easy job with no one paying any attention to him. 47 walked to the front gates of the church at the other end but was stopped by two guards standing in front of the double door.
"We're sorry about this but no one is allowed to bring them in except for the guards outside." He said. 47 nodded at the guard and after a few seconds, and after a short while, he heard cars approaching the church from outside and came to a halt not long after. Hurried footsteps could be heard from the outside. The double doors opened and three familiar looking person walked in, followed by a dozen of guards. Familiar because Diana had sent him the three photos of each targets not long ago. Surprisingly, sadness did not seems to be in the dictionary of these three men. They don't look sad, but their faces tells 47 that they want this funeral out of the way as fast as possible, and they don't seems to regard the presence of their brothers as they walked into the church. The first one, named Roge Hamburg was strongly built and tall with a rather long hair which grew to his shoulders, the other two, Harze Macanny abd Roland Fox looks weak and are shorter than the first one and are almost bald. All three are bearded looking russian types and are wearing black suits and are not some very nice characters to mess with.
Father Vitorrio walked out from the front gate which leads into the church and welcomed the men. "Welcome to the holy house my friend. I truely regretted what happened to your close one and I hope that your sadness is a short-lived one as..."
"Keep quiet old man and get this going on. I did not come all the way here for sightseeing and hearing your welcoming speech." Hamburg raised his right hand and prepared to shove Vitorrio aside when 47 reaches him first, a transmitter in his left palm while his right hand held put the strong arm at bay. 47 put his right hand onto Hamburg's collar to act as if he wants to calm the man down and quickly attached the small dark transmitter before someone get suspicious of his movement. One 'down', two to go. "Please do not carry the act of violence into a holy place especially when you are in a church sir." 47 said and received a stare from Hamburg and the other two brothers. All the guards started moving to the aid of Hamburg but the strong man waved them away. "Lead the way then, father." Hamburg said with a trace of anger in his voice. 47 got another transmitter at the ready as everyone, including the guards walked into the church, led by Vitorrio.
"47 old buddy! This is Agent Smith. I got transmitter one on the first receiver. Not to worry about it it's working well. If anything happens to it I'll report back man." Agent Smith spoke into the small earpiece attached to 47's right ear. "Got it Smith." 47 replied.
"Oh man is that the best you can come up with? I thought I should at least..." 47 interrupted and said, "Continue monitoring the receiver until I get back."
"Am I a trained Agent or what. Of course I'll keep an eye on the receivers. Okay. I'll keep in touch man." Smith replied.
