From the pub bar I ride my bike to another corner to the city. Thirty minutes later I already squat in the dark, waiting for someone to come. It is still 5 minutes from the planned time.
A man walks into opening of the alley, around 20 meters from where I squat. He is still young, maybe in his early twenties. He wears formal suit complete with a pair of loafers. Instead of carrying a suitcase like normal workers do, his hands carry a huge paper bag.
Less than five minutes later, he shows up again at the opening of the alley, this time empty handed, go straight to a car that is parked near the alley and just go.
I wait for another five minutes before I make a move. I walk in to the same alley. No one is in the alley, I made sure about it for my self, giving a homeless some money and asked him to bring his friends out to have dinner and boost.
There is a garbage can near the end of the alley. That's where my feet bring me. Once I stand in front of the garbage can, I open its lid and find a huge paper bag inside it. I put my hand inside the paper bag, grab a random bunch of money from the middle of pile. I smirk satisfy to see sheets of money on my hand.
Then, I take the paper bag out and put it on the ground. As I squat, I also take off my backpack and put it to the ground. I need to transfer all the money to it.
While my hands are busy transferring the money, my ear hears steps behind me, perhaps around ten meters away. It is put very carefully and as quiet as the man can.
When the steps get closer I can hear a breathing that is tried to be exhaled as silent as possible. It's a man, around 5 ft. 10 inch height. I can tell by the breathing sound. It is definitely not the previous man, as he is only 5 ft. 8 inch.
The mysterious man is only two meters behind me when I finished zipping my backpack. There is a brick beside my bag, I take it.
"Don't .."
Before the man can finish his sentence, I toss the brick behind with my right hand with an angle and strengthen that I can guarantee it is hitting the man's face. He wails and covers his face with both hands. Using that event, I stand and take his gun out from his hand. It is as easy as taking candy from a baby. I unlock the safety then pointing at his head from behind. That's right, he didn't even unlock the gun's safety before *rolling eyes*
"No.. no.. please," he begs me, turning his head to me trying to plead.
"Don't look at me or you'll die instantly," I whisper to him. He immediately cancels his move and puts both hands up. His left eye is bleeding.
"Don't kill.. don't kill.."
"Who sent you ?" I ask him.
"I.. I work for Mr. Miller," he says directly. I grin. Miller should not hire this amateur. From his voice, he is also only a twenty something kid. "Please.. don't kill me, Sir.. Pleasee.." he pleads with stuttered voice. His whole body is trembling.
"Are you going to void it if I pleaded you not to kill me ?" I ask, whispering to his ear with a tone that makes him giddy.
"Per.. Perhaps," he answers. I laugh hearing his naive answer. I pat his shoulder a few times.
"Have a good sleep," I whisper to him before puncture my index finger to a point between his ear lob and jaw. A second later, his body drops to the ground. When I grab my backpack and about to leave him, he even snores.
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"Hi, Thief," I greet the person whom I call once the call is connected. Since I am going to ride my motorbike, I put bluetooth headset under my helmet.
"Hi, Score," A teenage female voice responds me excitedly.
"What are you doing ?"
"I am trying to survive dying from boring," she answers me. I chuckle.
"Good. I have a mini game for you."
"That's awesome!! What is it ?" she asks excitedly.
"Can you hack the security of Martin Miller's mansion ?"
She laughs. "No problem."
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I arrive at the west side of Martin Miller's mansion. It is a very small lane with a lot of bushes and trees, a perfect hide for my motorcycle.
"I'm ready, Thief," I tell her, but she doesn't respond.
"Thief.. ?" I call her again.
"Yes.. sorry. Edward, my butler, suddenly showed up," Thief finally responds. "Okay, are you ready ? I'm going to turn off the electricity for about thirty minutes, will that be enough ?"
"More than enough," I say to her.
"Okay. Here we go," she says. In about the same time, suddenly darkness surrounds the other side of the wall now I'm facing. It's an eight meters tall wall with electric cable around it.
I step back to square off before I run and make some steps to the wall and leap my body high enough to grab the top of the wall. Don't ask me where I learnt that, I didn't know it my self. All I know is I'm capable of doing it. With a little push, I manage to jump across the wall and land smoothly on Martin Miller's yard.
"Are you in ?" Thief asks.
"Yes."
"Good. Now go straight to the north, there is a back door that goes to the kitchen. Right now there are only one person in the house, on the second floor. Three others are outside, I bet they are the security so the person inside the house must be Miller," Thief informs me.
"Okay. Thanks," I say as moving to the direction she told me. I hear steps, so I hide behind a huge statue. When the steps are fading away, I continue my movement.
Soon, I already enter the kitchen. "There is a stair to the second floor behind the door," Thief tells me, and that is exactly what I find. I go the second floor.
"Miller is in the last room of your left," Thief says again. I walk to my left.
"Someone is going upstair from the other side," Thief informs me. I see what she said a second later. A light of a candle is moving from the other side. At first it moves parallel as where I stand, then it moves toward me.
I lay my self on the floor silently. With this height, I'm sure the candlelight won't reach me. Soon heavy steps approaches me. I reach out my hand to the side and the man stumbles because of it.
He falls to the ground with a loud thump. The candle on his hand immediately dies. I sit on him and quickly puncture his sleeping point before he can make a sound. The door of the last room is opened.
"Victor.. is that you ?" A man calls only to have a silence as answer. It is a pitch dark. The man can't see me who sit silently on top Victor. He sighs, then closes the door.
Then I walk toward the same door and open it. "Victor ?" the man asks.
"No, Mr. Miller," I answer. Martin Miller gasps.
"Scor.. Scorpion.. ?" he asks in horrified. At least he still remembers my voice. "What.. what are you doing .."
"Here ? Instead of death ?" I cut his words.
"No.. No.. that's not what I meant," Miller stammers. I close the door and approaches him. I turn my smartphone's flashlight and point it to Martin Miller's face.
"So, you're telling me.. It wasn't you who ordered that pity young man to kill me on the alley of WL avenue ?" I ask him with a chili tone while sitting on the desk right in front of him.
"No.. Yes.. I mean.. It's not what you think.."
"Why did you do that ? Is your father's legacy not enough for you to pay me ?" I ask him again. Martin Miller is just like his father, he has excessive sweat.
"No.. No.. It's not about the money. I.. I just afraid you might denounce .."
"Me ? Denounce you ? Did you forget our agreement ?"
"No, I don't"
"What is it ?"
"That.. that I will bring the secret to my grave. and.. and you will bring the secret to your grave"
"I am willing to take our secret to my grave, Mr. Miller. Are you.. ?"
"Yes.." Mr. Miller eyes bulge to realize his slip of tongue. "No.. I mean.. Scorpion, please.. have mercy on me," he pleads.
"Not that easy, Mr. Miller," I tell him. My hand is groping his table's surface. I know there is a cigar cutter on it. Martin Miller is a heavy smoker.
"You betrayed me, Mr. Miller. There is always a consequence over treason," I continue. There, I found it. I take the cigar cutter and encloses it to his face.
"What.. what.. are you going.. No.. Noo!" Martin Miller bloody scream is piercing the night.
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"What did you do to him ?" Thief asks me when I already ride my bike on my way home.
"I just cut a tip of his tongue," I answer her casually.
Thief screams, "That's worse than killing him!" But then she laughs.
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