In a very remote town in Boston, a man in his thirties was in a café with a young man in his mid-twenties. He stood up and bent to watch the flickering screen as the young man's hands flew over the keyboard. There was distinct distress in his eyes as he watched the man frantically make mistakes in typing commands.
"Strike two-man, or I'll blast your head off. Stop making useless mistakes!" Henry growled, startling the young man. "Uh, yes sir, sir, I have the location of Mr Nobody sir, I have the location. Here, here it is sir, please don't kill me" the young man whispered in a shaky voice.
Henry squinted at the screen and observed the moving texts and images. "What do you think I am, a computer nerd? Tell me what these things say immediately!" Henry could not help but shout, causing the people using the café to turn their heads and pass questioning looks.
"Alright, alright sir. He's in South Africa sir, but he's not stationary. He constantly moves from one place to another, so if you want to meet him, you might have to fly to South Africa by midnight before he moves again, that was it sir."
Henry nodded as he stared at the screen before smiling. "Good boy Andrew, you did well. Alright, clear all the history quickly, and I'll let you go."
Andrew did as prompt and deleted all the traces of their activities on the computer, he then stared at Henry in fear. Henry smiled and made way for him to go.
"Hey!" Henry called, prompting Andrew to stop in his tracks. "If this ever leaks to another person, consider yourself a dead man, you get that clear?" Henry warned, and Andrew frantically nodded, before scurrying away to the exit.
Henry stared at the young hacker in deep thought as he wore his sweater covered his face and headed outside. He made sure no one was following him before walking to a corner. "I'm coming for you Nobody" he muttered to himself with a murderous glint in his eyes.
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --
Three months ago, Henry had just joined forces with Mr Nobody gangs and left for Boston to complete two missions: To silence Amy and whoever knew of the company's secret and to extract the omega chip from James Smith.
In-flight, Henry typed in his computer and popped out a window displaying a google map of the world. He typed in a few basic keystrokes, the map then zoomed in until it stopped on a particular house in an estate. He then copied the coordinates and wrote them on a piece of paper.
He held the paper that contained the coordinate of James current residence and gave it to the leader. The leader collected the paper, read the contents, and seeing it was a coordinate stared back at Henry with a questioning look.
"What do you want me to do with this?" Henry sighed at his stupidity and explained "This is the coordinate of the target's house. Here's the plan: You'll take two people to go capture the boy, and the rest of us would move to this woman's current location pronto, do you understand?" Henry instructed with an officious voice.
The bulgy leader smirked and stared dead at his eye. "Mr Henry or whatever you are known with, you should remember that you are only hiring us to assist you in whatever pesky things you want us to do, so don't get the idea that you control us, don't even for once. Besides, we did not discuss splitting the team when you were giving us the mission info."
His statement resonated with other goons' minds as they nodded with agreement. Henry eyes turned ice cold but calmed his brewing anger. "I only told you what you need to know. However, the people we are facing are no ordinary people, one is with a world-changing chip that is laying in a child's skull, and another is a deranged woman who killed a team of soldiers, so we need to split the labour work efficiently, I hope you guys understand that?"
There was silence. It was obvious that no one agreed with what he said. One of them sneered "So you brought us all here to capture a ten-year-old kid and a deranged woman huh Mr Henry? What a d*ck." As he said that, other people started laughing at Henry and passing contemptuous remarks.
Henry tried to calm down, but murderous thoughts began to form in his mind. He glared at the eight bulky men with murderous instincts. But he knew he was no match for them even if he fought them.
"As I said, we are gonna do this no matter what you think, I've paid Mr Nobody to make good use of you people, so we're doing this" Henry said relaxed his body.
Three hours later, the private plane made a touchdown, and Henry promptly left the plane, others following suit. Henry looked around without smiling and headed to the warehouse.
Arriving at a warehouse, they all entered and dropped their bags. Henry took out a revolver and a sniper from the large box that the gangs carried earlier and started loading bullets on the magazine.
His phone started ringing, it was from Charles. Henry sighed because he knew the reason he was calling. He has not been to work for more than a week, and plus, he took the company's private aeroplane. Henry rejected the call and sent Henry a message, telling him he was coming with the chip.
After sending the message, he dropped the phone. "Smart Amy, smart Amy. I'll use this bullet in my hand and smash your brains out. Don't worry, you would not feel a thing" Henry smiled and laughed strangely.
The leader of the gang then walked by and seeing Henry clutching a sniper, could not help but stop in his track.
"What are you doing Mr Henry? I thought I was the one sniping?" the leader asked incuriously. Henry did not look up from what he was doing. "Change of plans, I will be the one sniping. It turns out I am not good with head-on attacks.
As much as Henry wanted to kill Amy, risking his life in the process was unnecessary to him. The purpose of hiring these gangs was plain as a body shield. He wanted to complete the mission without his life being involved. He knew Mr Nobody asked him to return his people without casualty, but he knew him very well. When money is involved, life does not matter to him.
The leader pointed the gun he just loaded on Henry's head and glared at him. "That's it, we are no longer doing this. How many times are you going to keep changing plans, do you think we're children?"