It's been days now, and tonight will be my final night here in this cruise ship.
I've prepared all necessary things that i can use against Jeremiah. According to the notebook, he's also a fighter that i should be aware of. He's dangerous.
Looking at my wrist watch, i estimated that i still have five hours until the sunsets down. "Hudson, why do you look so serious there? Is there something wrong?" Dylan asked.
We're at our quarters, and we're on a break. I know i'm prepared and all, but i'm quite worried of all the risk i might encounter. An example could be witnesses.
Maybe it's for the best that i just eliminate all possible evidence to avoid this damn problem of getting caught.
"Hudson?"
"I'm fine, Dylan. No need to worry about me." Instead, worry about yourself when the time comes.
"You seemed too serious, so i thought something is wrong. You were always acting calm and cool, it bothers me to see you like that." What he said was really surprising to me, and it was like he is being a really good friend.
This guy... is so unbelievable.
I smiled and patted on his shoulder. "I told you, i'm fine. It just saddens me to leave this ship tomorrow. I really enjoyed my time here."
"Oh, is that so? Don't be sad then, there would always be next time."
"Sure, thanks." Then it was already time for our ship. I was to head up first because Dylan is still fixing himself, i almost forgot to tell him something so i already told him. "By the way, tonight, you should probably not wander off too much."
"Why is that?" He grew curious.
"Just a feeling, tonight might not be so great." Then i smiled before i could get out of the door.
It was a good decision that i brought some formal suit to get mixed in the crowd. Tonight, i won't be looking like an employee here, instead i looked like a business man.
The typical guy who talks about business and carries a suitcase.
Perfect.
I also wore some fake glasses and changed my hairstyle a bit so no one can immediately recognize me. I also did my best to avoid Dylan since he can fastly recognize me.
Now, the plan begins.
I placed my gun in my coat, and have my knives in my suitcase just in case when i need one. I'm still searching for Jeremiah because it is a bit crowded here.
I tried to go in different spots, and it took a bit too long but i finally spotted him. He was talking with some people again. I just waited for moments to see him leave his place.
And once that happens, i'll make it sure it'll be quick.
By quick, i mean to rip off his throat, so he wont be able to speak. Then stab him a lot in all his body and leave him to his waiting death.
"Ah, i'll be using the washroom, please excuse me." He said, and finally walked away.
Letting him advance few meters, i started following him. I couldn't help but smile when we reached the washroom area. There wasn't so many people around.
Everything is going too smoothly.
When he entered the washroom, i was going to follow until a man sneeked behind my back and slid his arm around my neck, trying to suffocate me.
Things were going too well, this is probably one of the problems i have to face. I knew it, in every lucky situation, something is bound to go wrong,
"W-Who the hell... a-are you?"
"I already introduced myself to you, haven't i?" From his voice, i realized it was the man who i failed to kill.
What was his name again?
Was it... "What do you need from me, George?" Did i got it wrong?
"Well done, you've got a nice memory." Then he let me go, leaving me into confusion.
I looked at him and he was just smiling like a creep, "Also i'm still not convinced that you are that so-called Hudson."
"Tsk. What are you here for? You're wasting my time."
"I just passed by to say hello."
"I... don't buy it." Seriously, something is wrong with this guy. My mind tells me that he wont be a problem giving me trouble, but he is still someone dangerous that can ruin everything.
He messed up my hair and lit his cigarette. "Well, i think we both have our victims cornered in this ship. Two murders in one night." He grins creepily. "Won't that be exciting?"
"What do you mean about that?"
"That man in the washroom is Jeremiah Gabeslock, am i correct? One of the person on your death list?"
I nodded, but dumbfounded. HOW THE HELL DOES HE KNOW ABOUT THE DEATH LIST!?
"I wish you goodluck. You can go kill him now." He was about to leave, but i didn't let him just yet.
I was tightly gripping on his arm which i doubt that can hurt him. I know myself that i'm weak with this body and stature, but i'm confident with my shooting skills despite looking weak.
"How much do you know about me?"
"We'll talk about it some other time kid. Right now, you should do what you have to or you'll miss the chance." Then he roughly brushed me off.
Damn that old man.