They parked their van in an alley and not one person noticed my car. I can tell they're waiting for their door man to let them in. I'm looking at an abandoned office outside downtown and while they transition and talk I go through my travel bag.
-Silenced 9mm with Holster
-Combat knife with blacked blade to prevent glare
-Balaclava or as you call them ski mask
-Kevlar vest with second chance plate
-Two reloads for the pistol, probably won't need them but taking anyway
-Dark green turtleneck
-Reinforced combat boots
-Forearm impact armor and shin guards
Armor goes under the clothes save for the shin guards over my jeans; turtleneck is for exposed skin along with the Balaclava. I move around the far side of the building and up the smaller alley to the corner and listen as they pull Guy from the van.
"He went down easy and no tails," one of the three loading guys says as they head inside.
"Hey I thought he was a criminal, I've seen this kid. My daughter and son both go to school with him," the man at the door says, causing the other three to pause," What are you into because I'm not signed on for killing a kid."
"You signed on and will get paid with the rest of us Mitch," the driver tells him as Guy disappears into the building," Just stay out here and keep watch, we'll get everything else set up and then we'll be paid and down the road, think of your payday and shut up."
I wait till the three are out of sight and watch the doorman; he's muttering to himself and has some serious doubts. His back turns from me and it's nothing to quietly cover the distance and place the silenced pistol against his head.
"Left hand to your weapon, remove it with two fingers and set it on the pavement," I quietly ordered and he complied," How many inside?"
"Five plus the guy paying, so six total," Mitch informs me quietly.
"You know these men," I asked, stepping around him so that he could see me, pistol in my right and knife in my left.
"Some, well just one and he's not a cop. I am and if you shoot me…," Mitch starts in but I cut him with a motion.
"If I kill you I dispose of you in a manner that leaves you a missing person, I can do it, I have done it, you will not be found. Now you are a cop, is anyone else in there a cop," I ask this time noting his 5 '9" and stocky build.
"No, some kicked out for personal problems like stealing evidence and roughing up a suspect I gathered. I only know one and he's a big fuck up too," Mitch tells me lowering his hands a little.
"You want to do the right thing and make some money," I ask, getting a nod," Stay here and wait for me to come back."
I see Mitch nod slowly and I allow him to pick up his sidearm before he opens the back door to the building and I'm inside. Standard offices and cubicles, stairs in the middle for centralized entry and exit; it's a simple design when I hear some talking about sports. I press on the location quietly and see two men, ones who unloaded the van sharing a flask of something. I move to the side of the stairs and out of sight as one makes his way towards me, I let him pass and once he's ten feet past me I move on to his 'friend' who is staring at his phone. Pistol up and one shot to the upper right temple from my angle drops him before I turn after the walker. He's oblivious as he heads back towards the door; I hook my right arm around his head and give him a 1-2-3 of downward thrusts with the knife to his upper chest and neck before lowering his body to the ground. There is a gurgling noise but otherwise nothing as I head back to the stairs. No turn on the stairs and I'm up quietly as I hear two men moving containers with liquid while another is talking to what I assume is the boss. They're discussing money and I let one of the men hauling liquid walk past and check his friend who is placing two containers in a nearby office. I take the second man while he's in the room with a quick shoulder grab, spinning him around to face me before bringing the knife into his temple. I put myself against the doorway as the first man came back.
"Hey Barry hurry up man I'm not moving all this fuel myself," I hear the first man tell his now dead partner.
I let the man turn his back to me and put one in the back of his skull while he's entering the room and quickly dash across the hall to catch and lower the body. It's not easy to do but if you're fast you can pull it. I feel rusty as I'm still looking at two men left and cut the lights in the area so that it's darker. My eyes adjust fine and I make my way down the hall before I hear the remaining two talking again.
"We doped him up but he'll be aware in a few hours, detox will suck a lot for the kid," the driver, Mitch's friend, tells his boss.
"He won't be alive long enough to detox," I hear an older man state and I'm gauging location through the drywall.
"Yeah about that, Mitch downstairs recognized the kid. He's not a criminal like you said and while the rest of us are fine with a paying job he's a bit skeptical now," I hear the driver state.
"Fine then we make Mitch see reason, go get him up here and I'll put him to negotiate with him," I hear the boss state and the driver agrees.
I let the driver get into the hall and as he's coming towards me I put a bullet in his ear from the doorway. This body hit the ground and I can hear 'boss' asking what's going on. I cut across the hall and through an open office to watch him exit and look around. He's moving up on his driver's body and I'm flanking around him, he's got a simple revolver in his hand. I give him a shot to the back of the knee and he screams before dropping to the ground. I kick the revolver down the hall away from him and as he starts to crawl I shoot the other leg getting another scream.
"You were going to burn the building down with him alive," I said to the boss with my own weapon trained on him.
"Fuck this hurts, who are you," He asks in reply.
"Someone highly vested in that young man's future, now answer the question," I state again.
"Yeah, he thinks he's above the law and he needs to burn like he burned my career," he spits trying to stop the bleeding in his legs.
"Sounds like that will be good enough for you as well then, you'll have as much chance as he would have had," I tell him as I step into the room where Guy is.
The boy is messed up, he's semi conscious and not outwardly injured but he's basically immobile and I have to pick him up and carry him on my left shoulder. I exit the office and see the 'boss' leaning against the wall trying to get to an exit or even to his weapon. I start to walk past him down the hall and pause before turning.
"Former Captain Phillip Miller, right," I ask and see him nod like it'll help," I said you'd have his chances if I'm correct?"
"Yes," he replies, starting to crawl again.
I raise my pistol and put one in his chest dropping him down to the floor, I watch him roll to his back and move over him aiming at his face. Another round of ammo dispensed into his head and I made my way down the stairs back to the door I entered. I see Mitch standing there quietly but he looks up shocked as I walk out with Guy slung over my shoulder.
"Take him and place him in the back seat of the car parked one alley over," I tell him, handing him my set of car keys," Wait by the car till I arrive and Mitch, I don't want to look for you."