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- Jan 13, 2009
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Proceed With Phase 2.
"So far so good" he muttered to himself as he hung from one of the nearby rafters. Half of his job was done already, but that didn't help at making the thing more difficult for him. There where main things this man whom had become his target where wanted for, but above all he was charged for supplies weapons to foreign countries. A Big No No in the eyes of the government, with that he was sent in to take him out. Him and his buddy that was. The first man he had taken out had been the other's right hand man, Joseph- it hadn't been all the hard getting on the male's good side with his phasic. It just needed a little digging and he had learned what he needed. Going to the man's house wasn't so hard, what he endured after that had been sort of molestation. Not that he minded, swinging both ways when it came to the population. It helped out with the job, lowering the male's guards until he could easily take him down- proceeding to destroy the evident and the body once he was done, but all the same the other would hear of it. Not something that made the job any easier, the thrill enough to pay the whole bill when it came to him though. Abel was fine with these sort of things, though the money did help in the end to pay the bills with his line of work just one job like this and he was set for at least a year. This one on the other hand was enough to let him relax in a nice condo down in Florida for a few years if he wanted, the thought of having some nice warm beach nearby did peak his interest. After he liked warmer climates then where he was now, dangling in the middle of the night from a building.
A dull speck against the sky that barely anyone could see, a good thing in his case as he glanced through his ultraviolet glasses. Why take this approach? For the thrill. Abel was a risk taker, something evident after being a well known assassin labeled 'A' in the underground. No one knew his face, but they did know his signature. Much like the comic book character Daredevil he would leave a nice marking nearby for others to understand what had happened. His little special touch? The later a scrolled on what seemed to be a burnt business card. Just something he enjoyed to do. Giving off a satisfied smile he watched the man through the walls from the outside as he moved through his apartment, making sure to take in his mannerisms and movements before reeling himself back up. He had been observing the man for sometime and had even taken up a job at the other's work. Wanting to stay as close as he could, already he showed a bit more prowess at the work, attracting attention from the other workers. They could understand business genius, but all the same they couldn't help but feel like Abel was on another level then them. Some had come to accept it and asked for help, others had seethed in their seats angrily waiting for him to slip up. It was better this way, after all- he had to make it look good and plus half the time the man was guarded by someone and he had been explicitly been told not to involve others; so with that he was pinned waiting for the man to finally be alone.
Now with a bit of surveillance done he'd be listening to the wires he had placed in the man's home then off for the night. Just to make sure he had enough sleep he had decided to let the thing record as he took to rest. Waking up early the next morning he made it for his 'work' taking his seat in his small cubicle. He was hoping the other would call him in without some guards so he could get this job done, anything to speed up the process so he could just get on with his vacation that he sorely needed. Huffing out a bit as he fiddled with some statistics he started to draw on the loose paper around his cubicle, calculating a few numbers so that he could help with the 'sales'.
A dull speck against the sky that barely anyone could see, a good thing in his case as he glanced through his ultraviolet glasses. Why take this approach? For the thrill. Abel was a risk taker, something evident after being a well known assassin labeled 'A' in the underground. No one knew his face, but they did know his signature. Much like the comic book character Daredevil he would leave a nice marking nearby for others to understand what had happened. His little special touch? The later a scrolled on what seemed to be a burnt business card. Just something he enjoyed to do. Giving off a satisfied smile he watched the man through the walls from the outside as he moved through his apartment, making sure to take in his mannerisms and movements before reeling himself back up. He had been observing the man for sometime and had even taken up a job at the other's work. Wanting to stay as close as he could, already he showed a bit more prowess at the work, attracting attention from the other workers. They could understand business genius, but all the same they couldn't help but feel like Abel was on another level then them. Some had come to accept it and asked for help, others had seethed in their seats angrily waiting for him to slip up. It was better this way, after all- he had to make it look good and plus half the time the man was guarded by someone and he had been explicitly been told not to involve others; so with that he was pinned waiting for the man to finally be alone.
Now with a bit of surveillance done he'd be listening to the wires he had placed in the man's home then off for the night. Just to make sure he had enough sleep he had decided to let the thing record as he took to rest. Waking up early the next morning he made it for his 'work' taking his seat in his small cubicle. He was hoping the other would call him in without some guards so he could get this job done, anything to speed up the process so he could just get on with his vacation that he sorely needed. Huffing out a bit as he fiddled with some statistics he started to draw on the loose paper around his cubicle, calculating a few numbers so that he could help with the 'sales'.