In the dimly lit room, a man sat alone at his desk, staring intently at the screen of his phone. The device vibrated with an incoming call, and the man quickly swiped to answer it. "Hello?" he answered, his voice low and gravelly.
A distorted voice came from the other end of the line, speaking in hushed tones. "Have you received the orders, Mr. Smith?" the voice asked.
The man, who was indeed Mr. Smith, nodded his head even though the caller couldn't see him. "Yes, I have," he replied curtly. "The target that knew about the secret is last located near my place. I will take care of it."
"Excellent," the voice replied. "Make sure to bring his head to me. We cannot have anyone else discovering our secrets."
Mr. Smith nodded again, his expression remaining unchanged. "Consider it done," he said before ending the call. He sat back in his chair, deep in thought. He had been working for this organization for years now.
