The Protector

There was several weapons concealed inside.

His arsenal included a pistol, SMG, sniper rifle and even a rocket launcher.

He also had a dagger, a katana and other secret gadgets.

These had all been prepared by the Jones family.

They had discreetly swapped the empty case for the one full of weapons with him at the airport.

Assassin 47 went through his supplies. When he was done, he smiled broadly.

He was clearly satisfied with the provided resources.

In a flash, he stabbed a dagger through a picture on the wall.

The person in the punctured photo was Levi Garrison.

Assassin 47 locked his gaze onto the photo as the corner of his lip curled upward malevolently.

Levi was nothing but another prey to him.

out a phone and dialed a number. “I’m here. The target will be taken care of

“Understood!”

of the call, immediately transferred ten million

job was done as he had unquestionable faith in

reputation he needed to uphold and his own rules to live by, one

the close to two thousand targets he had encountered,

reasons allowed Tyler to trust him

Assassin 47 checked that the money had arrived in

obliterate any connection between himself and

terrifying reality of being

target, one had to

assassin cannot be traced to

if he died during the job, his employers would remain

the King of Assassins, this man could accomplish

competence was what justified such exorbitant

the target, he

carved the image of Levi into his mind and proceeded to burn

each one on his person. Only the

his bag, slung it over his back and popped a piece of gum into his mouth.