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Deadshot: Family Business #6: Back to Business
[Hub City Cemetery, Hub City - 8:10 AM.]
“Hello Mr. Lawton, my name is Jeremiah Daniel. I need you to assassinate someone for me.”
“How much are you offering?” I ask, sitting in my car.
“How much do you want?” He says.
I scoff. This dude seems filthy rich. What would I know, though. I’ve been on the phone with him for less than five minutes.
“Depends on who you want down.” I reply
“His name is Kody Manchester. Drug dealer. He scammed me on a deal. I’ll send you the details.” Just then, a notification pops up on my car screen.
“How’d you..” I mumble to myself as I click the notification.
The file shows a man with brown long hair, a beard, and ragged clothing. Age 26. 5’11. Seems like he was a crackhead. Canadian. Immigrated to America when 5 years of age. Damn, this file has everything on this guy. I keep the file on, and continue to talk to Jeremiah.
“When and where?” I ask
“Tomorrow, He’ll be making a drug deal at 59th Kane Street. In the back alley of a breakfast restaurant called ‘Bob’s Breakfast Burritos’. I’ll give you 2 Mil. Deal or not?” He responds.
“Deal. See you tomorrow then.” I say. I hang up the phone, and drive away.
I drive into the parkway of my house, park my car, and get out. It’s rather upsetting to be forced to leave this beautiful house and city. Though it is for my own safety, wouldn’t want Waller bothering me again. As I walk into my house, i find a package with my name on it. I raise an eyebrow and bring it inside. I grab a knife and open up the package. I see a pair of gloves, an armor chest piece, and a pair of armored pants. I take them out, and at the bottom of the box there’s a note and a USB.
“You’ll need this for the mission.”
-Jeremiah Daniel
Seems as if i’m gonna be doing some pretty heavy duty stuff. Well then, better get prepped for tomorrow then. I should probably do some research on my next victim. I start to make my way into my living room, where my computer is along with some dirty dishes I never really bothered to pick up before leaving to New York. I move the dirty dishes to the side, open up the computer, and insert the USB. It shows a picture of the kid, along with all his criminal records, his address, info about his mother, father, and even more. Sad that i’m gonna have to take this kid out. He took the wrong path, and it got him into some serious shit. Ah well, shit happens. I close my computer, take the USB out, and make my way upstairs. I throw my computer on my bed, sit on my bed, and grab the remote. I start surfing through the channels, nothing peeks my interest. I decide to get out of the house for a little bit, since I’ve got nothing to do till tomorrow. I walk out of my house, lock it, and make my way to my car.
The rest of the day I did pretty much nothing. Went to get something to eat, looked at some possible places to move, got some new clothing (Because i’m somehow lacking that.), visited my daughter, just everyday things. I got back to my house at about 9 PM. Went to bed at midnight.
[Bob’s Breakfast Burritos, Hub City - 7:00 AM]
I’ve been sitting on the rooftop of Bob’s Breakfast Burritos for an hour or two. Got my breakfast from here. Just setting up for when he comes. My comms are on at all times incase if Jeremiah needs to inform me on anything. I finish up my burrito and soda before sliding my helmet back on. As I clip my helmet on, I see a man in white motorcycle gear and a skeleton face mask speed into the alleyway with a motorcycle. He parks his motorcycle and takes his helmet and mask off, revealing my target. He’s holding a green suitcase- the item i need to retrieve. Another man- blackish grey hair and beard with a hoodie on and hands in his pocket- approaches him. Most likely the buyer. Plan of attack, take buyer out first, approach Kody, take the green briefcase, and kill him. Probably not gonna turn out how i want it to, but i’ll never know if i don’t try. As i get in position, they start to talk.
“You got the stuff?” The man says, as he starts to sniff nervously.
”You got the money?” Kody responds.
“Yeh, i do.” he states as he begins to open up a duffel bag, with tons of money. Kody forms a huge grin on his face. He looks up to the man, then opens up the briefcase. Tons of drugs.
Right when they start to trade bags, I pull the trigger on the buyer. Kody’s face becomes worried as he looks up at me. He curses to himself as he starts to put his facemask on along with his helmet and grabbing both bags. He drives away before i can take the kill shot. I quickly jump off of the roof, and onto my motorcycle- which was hidden behind the building. I start to chase him on my motorcycle. We drive through several red stop lights, almost getting hit by some cars. He turns left, and i almost lose him. We eventually get to a dead end. As he curses to himself, i aim my wrist gun at him. He takes his mask and helmet off.
“Hand over the briefcase, Kid” I state, ready for fire.
”A-alright, man. Just please, don’t kill me.” he begs.
He slides the green briefcase over. As i hesitantly bend down to open up the briefcase while still aiming for a kill shot, he quickly tries to escape by climbing the walls. I shoot him on his leg, making him fall down. He groans in pain, almost looking like he’s crying.
”Please, don’t kill me. I’ve got a family. M-my mom’s dying of cancer and i’m just trying to pay off her medical bills. C’mon man, just please..” He says, breaking out into tears.
“Sorry, kid. You took the wrong path. If you would’ve just stayed in school and been a normal kid, this wouldn’t happen.” I respond, ready to shoot him. He quickly grabs my wrist, and twists it before i can shoot him. I fall to the floor, but before he escapes, i grab my pistol from my holster, and shoot him. Tears run down his lifeless face as he falls to the ground.
“Again, i’m sorry kid. You gotta do what you gotta do.” I say, as i grab both bags, and leave Kody’s body there to rot.
I pull up to the location that Jeremiah wants to meet me at, which is a huge house. I park my motorcycle, grab both bags, and make my way to the door. I press the doorbell, with someone immediately opening up the door for me.
“Mr. Lawton, Jeremiah is waiting for you in his office. First door to the right.” The woman says with a smile. I mumble thanks and make my way into his office.
“Floyd, I presume you’ve executed the mission perfectly, going off of your previous missions.” He says, as he has grips both his hands together.
I take my helmet off, and start to speak.
“Killed Manchester, got the briefcase along with the duffel bag of money. Yeah.” I respond. He smiles.
“Excellent. Thank you, Mr. Lawton. Now, as promised, your pay.” he says, reaching down to grab a briefcase. He flips it open, and goes through all the money. It’s all real.
“2 Million. Thanks.” I comment, as i make my way out.
“Before you go, Mr. Lawton. I’ve got a proposition for you.” He says before i walk out. I step back into the office.
“I’m listening.”
“How would you like if I hired you full time to work for me, as a hitman.” he states. I smirk, and put my helmet on.
“When do we start?”
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Deadshot: Family Business #6: Back to Business
[Hub City Cemetery, Hub City - 8:10 AM.]
“Hello Mr. Lawton, my name is Jeremiah Daniel. I need you to assassinate someone for me.”
“How much are you offering?” I ask, sitting in my car.
“How much do you want?” He says.
I scoff. This dude seems filthy rich. What would I know, though. I’ve been on the phone with him for less than five minutes.
“Depends on who you want down.” I reply
“His name is Kody Manchester. Drug dealer. He scammed me on a deal. I’ll send you the details.” Just then, a notification pops up on my car screen.
“How’d you..” I mumble to myself as I click the notification.
The file shows a man with brown long hair, a beard, and ragged clothing. Age 26. 5’11. Seems like he was a crackhead. Canadian. Immigrated to America when 5 years of age. Damn, this file has everything on this guy. I keep the file on, and continue to talk to Jeremiah.
“When and where?” I ask
“Tomorrow, He’ll be making a drug deal at 59th Kane Street. In the back alley of a breakfast restaurant called ‘Bob’s Breakfast Burritos’. I’ll give you 2 Mil. Deal or not?” He responds.
“Deal. See you tomorrow then.” I say. I hang up the phone, and drive away.
I drive into the parkway of my house, park my car, and get out. It’s rather upsetting to be forced to leave this beautiful house and city. Though it is for my own safety, wouldn’t want Waller bothering me again. As I walk into my house, i find a package with my name on it. I raise an eyebrow and bring it inside. I grab a knife and open up the package. I see a pair of gloves, an armor chest piece, and a pair of armored pants. I take them out, and at the bottom of the box there’s a note and a USB.
“You’ll need this for the mission.”
-Jeremiah Daniel
Seems as if i’m gonna be doing some pretty heavy duty stuff. Well then, better get prepped for tomorrow then. I should probably do some research on my next victim. I start to make my way into my living room, where my computer is along with some dirty dishes I never really bothered to pick up before leaving to New York. I move the dirty dishes to the side, open up the computer, and insert the USB. It shows a picture of the kid, along with all his criminal records, his address, info about his mother, father, and even more. Sad that i’m gonna have to take this kid out. He took the wrong path, and it got him into some serious shit. Ah well, shit happens. I close my computer, take the USB out, and make my way upstairs. I throw my computer on my bed, sit on my bed, and grab the remote. I start surfing through the channels, nothing peeks my interest. I decide to get out of the house for a little bit, since I’ve got nothing to do till tomorrow. I walk out of my house, lock it, and make my way to my car.
The rest of the day I did pretty much nothing. Went to get something to eat, looked at some possible places to move, got some new clothing (Because i’m somehow lacking that.), visited my daughter, just everyday things. I got back to my house at about 9 PM. Went to bed at midnight.
[Bob’s Breakfast Burritos, Hub City - 7:00 AM]
I’ve been sitting on the rooftop of Bob’s Breakfast Burritos for an hour or two. Got my breakfast from here. Just setting up for when he comes. My comms are on at all times incase if Jeremiah needs to inform me on anything. I finish up my burrito and soda before sliding my helmet back on. As I clip my helmet on, I see a man in white motorcycle gear and a skeleton face mask speed into the alleyway with a motorcycle. He parks his motorcycle and takes his helmet and mask off, revealing my target. He’s holding a green suitcase- the item i need to retrieve. Another man- blackish grey hair and beard with a hoodie on and hands in his pocket- approaches him. Most likely the buyer. Plan of attack, take buyer out first, approach Kody, take the green briefcase, and kill him. Probably not gonna turn out how i want it to, but i’ll never know if i don’t try. As i get in position, they start to talk.
“You got the stuff?” The man says, as he starts to sniff nervously.
”You got the money?” Kody responds.
“Yeh, i do.” he states as he begins to open up a duffel bag, with tons of money. Kody forms a huge grin on his face. He looks up to the man, then opens up the briefcase. Tons of drugs.
Right when they start to trade bags, I pull the trigger on the buyer. Kody’s face becomes worried as he looks up at me. He curses to himself as he starts to put his facemask on along with his helmet and grabbing both bags. He drives away before i can take the kill shot. I quickly jump off of the roof, and onto my motorcycle- which was hidden behind the building. I start to chase him on my motorcycle. We drive through several red stop lights, almost getting hit by some cars. He turns left, and i almost lose him. We eventually get to a dead end. As he curses to himself, i aim my wrist gun at him. He takes his mask and helmet off.
“Hand over the briefcase, Kid” I state, ready for fire.
”A-alright, man. Just please, don’t kill me.” he begs.
He slides the green briefcase over. As i hesitantly bend down to open up the briefcase while still aiming for a kill shot, he quickly tries to escape by climbing the walls. I shoot him on his leg, making him fall down. He groans in pain, almost looking like he’s crying.
”Please, don’t kill me. I’ve got a family. M-my mom’s dying of cancer and i’m just trying to pay off her medical bills. C’mon man, just please..” He says, breaking out into tears.
“Sorry, kid. You took the wrong path. If you would’ve just stayed in school and been a normal kid, this wouldn’t happen.” I respond, ready to shoot him. He quickly grabs my wrist, and twists it before i can shoot him. I fall to the floor, but before he escapes, i grab my pistol from my holster, and shoot him. Tears run down his lifeless face as he falls to the ground.
“Again, i’m sorry kid. You gotta do what you gotta do.” I say, as i grab both bags, and leave Kody’s body there to rot.
I pull up to the location that Jeremiah wants to meet me at, which is a huge house. I park my motorcycle, grab both bags, and make my way to the door. I press the doorbell, with someone immediately opening up the door for me.
“Mr. Lawton, Jeremiah is waiting for you in his office. First door to the right.” The woman says with a smile. I mumble thanks and make my way into his office.
“Floyd, I presume you’ve executed the mission perfectly, going off of your previous missions.” He says, as he has grips both his hands together.
I take my helmet off, and start to speak.
“Killed Manchester, got the briefcase along with the duffel bag of money. Yeah.” I respond. He smiles.
“Excellent. Thank you, Mr. Lawton. Now, as promised, your pay.” he says, reaching down to grab a briefcase. He flips it open, and goes through all the money. It’s all real.
“2 Million. Thanks.” I comment, as i make my way out.
“Before you go, Mr. Lawton. I’ve got a proposition for you.” He says before i walk out. I step back into the office.
“I’m listening.”
“How would you like if I hired you full time to work for me, as a hitman.” he states. I smirk, and put my helmet on.
“When do we start?”
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