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>Hey, Thuggo, how are you armed, by the way?
My name is Mar, not thuggo. And the only weapon I need, will ever need, is my own arm. Using Ceer tech I've enhanced it so it can morph into just about any weapon I can think of. Guns, knives, even a bomb. Can't use bombs too often.
"I wanna know how much of a mess this should be, and how public it should be. Are we taking someone out or are we making a statement?"
"We need it to be somethin everyone will notice. It don't matter if the kill is silent but we want them to know that the Sons of Asam run the city. Leave a note on them, write it on the wall with blood, whatever man. It don't matter how you do it just make sure they know who did it."
"Hmm. Any news from Falcrest? Anything I should know about?"
The place is mostly filled with Undine with a few Humans scattered here and there. A remnant of the treaty signed between Windcrest and the Kingdom of Shera. Only people who go there now are the homeless and those who don't wanna live much longer. I bet if I killed her and left her out in the streets her body would sooner be looted than reported.
Place is a shit-hole, plain and simple.
"Nothin interesting's come up. Ey, Mar."
"Yes?"
"You takin your pills?"
"Yes."
No.
"Just makin sure. We don't want another incident like last time, ya know?"
"I know. So is it just me? Any backup in case something goes wrong?"
"Hey man, if somethin goes wrong that's on you. You're the best, right? Shouldn't be a problem. If you do get caught though..."
"You never saw me."
"Exactly."
No honor among thieves. Not nowadays. Used to be when a gang was formed they were close. Brothers, almost. Now it's every man for himself. If it weren't for the money I wouldn't be doing this.
"Anything else I should know about the targets?"
"Yeah, watch out for their teeth." He laughs for a moment, a deep gravely laugh. "I may sound like I'm kiddin but seriously. Johnny Jaws don't play. Also Leviathan's supposed to got some kinda ice magic. Ain't gonna be a problem for an Aelor, is it?"
"Not at all."
"Good. Anything else you need?"
"My money. Then, you can go."
"Right, right. Here ya go." He drops a sackful of money on one of the crates nearby. "Good luck."
"Hmm."
The man leaves Mar alone in the ruined building. It too is a relic of a long past time. Mar picks up the sack of money and counts it out. It's all there, R100,000. The Sons of Asam pay him in full, upfront. They know he's good for the money. He always gets the job done.
Except that one time.
Except that one time.
Alright. Question is, should I go right after her? She's a public enough figure. Runs the only charity in that place. Or should I wait until night and sneak into her home. It's most likely guarded but that shouldn't be too much of a problem.
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