(Meanwhile somewhere else)
"Ghost, can you hear me?"
Micheal heard the voice of a teenage girl through his earpiece.
"Loud and clear, pink"
Micheal said while adjusting the tie looking at the mirror. A handsome young man of late twenties stared back at him.
"I do look good"
Micheal grinned at his reflection.
"What was that, Ghost?"
"Nothing, has the target entered the building yet?"
Micheal looked at his Rolex and asked.
"Not yet but he will, in a couple of minutes"
Pink was Micheal's wing-woman or wingman, in case pink was using a voice modulator to sound like a girl.
In Micheal's line of work, anonymity was extremely important. Until now, he didn't meet or know anything about pink as she didn't know anything about him, except his codename. The face in the mirror was just a disguise as Micheal had never revealed his true face to anyone.
"Remember, the client wants you to eliminate the target before he gives the speech"
"Roger"
Micheal took a last glance at the mirror and left the restroom. When he stepped out of the restroom, he was welcomed by a large crowd of rich people. Each woman seemed to wear designer clothes with accessories that were specially made for them while the majority of the men dressed in classic black tuxedos with white shirts and bow.
Micheal would see the majority of their faces if he turned on the television or roaming through the streets as they were all celebrities, politicians, and famous sportsmen.
"Can you get me an autograph from Dicap?"
"Not for free"
Micheal put on his black sunglasses and pretended to be the security guard who he knocked down and left in the dumpster outside.
"Aw, come on Ghost, I don't have any money to give you"
"You should have saved your two-fifty from the last job"
Micheal said and walked around the place pretending to check the parameter.
Pink didn't say anything as Pink knew that he wouldn't do anything for free.
In the world of assassins, Micheal was a superstar and only a small number of people on the earth would hire an expensive hitman like him. He had a hundred percent success rate, no other hitman in the world had such a record. Only a few of the law forces knew about his existence but they could only speculate as he never left any evidence or anything to put a file on him.
And the only person who could prove his existence was pink but if a wingman like her betrayed her partner, the dark world would put a bounty on her and she would end up dead, so a person with 160 IQ level wouldn't do anything stupid like betraying him.
"Target has entered the building"
Pink said and he noticed the special forces from various countries entering the hall.
And after a while, Micheal craned his neck and saw a simple looking old man entering the hall while armed guards surrounded him in a diamond formation. Many people in the gala looked at his simplicity with admiration. The target was a newly elected prime minister of Probra after he freed his people from the clutches of the previous leader of Probra, an evil dictator who had enough nuclear weapons to wipe out the entire human race from the face of the earth.
The target had received various prizes and awards including the Nobel prize for his peaceful protest against the dictator. He was here to give a speech about ahimsa and world peace and Micheal was here to make sure the entire world see the demise of this man.
However, while everyone was looking at him like he's the god of peace, Micheal snickered inside because the face that he was showing to the outside world was as fake as Micheal's face. Micheal had his own moral ethic, no matter the payment, he wouldn't kill an innocent and Libor Barnes was not an innocent.
Everyone thought Libor Barnes as the father of the free nation Probra but failed to question how he survived under the dictator while protesting under his nose against him. No matter how peaceful he protested, a dictator like Pavel would have killed him a long time ago but Libor survived.
Except the dark world, no one knew the real Libor. Pavel was the only dictator for the outside world but the real mastermind behind him was none but Libor. His simplicity was just for show as he was the richest man in the world and he made his fortune by squeezing Probra and slave trading.
Since no one could prove him guilty, some rich fold from somewhere was paying Micheal to take him out. As far as Micheal was concerned, he was getting paid to take out dirt like him for a sweet amount of a million dollars.
"Tango two, take my position, loo break"
Don took out the walkie talkie and said.
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