Another weapon deal

The first thing Alexandra had done after she had left the meeting with Simon and Carol was go back to her apartment to see if she indeed had a .22 in her weapon collection, picking up a few of the guns she quickly found the one she needed, smiling contently she put it back in the box it was in and headed out the door, it was time to gather information about this Mark Rische.

First thing she did was talk to a few of her contacts, the barman at the HOP, a few bouncers at the more popular club where the in crowed played, she quickly gathered all the information she needed, Mark Rische would be having a weapons deal later that night.

Stopping by her apartment she changed in a more fitting outfit for what she would be doing, putting on a black leather top with matching black slacks she strapped the .22 to her hip, strapping a small knife to the inside of her leg and she was ready to go.

She arrived at the industrial district well ahead of when the meeting would take place, blending into the shadows was one of Alex’ specialties, she could walk as quiet as a cat when she wanted too, making her way up to the roof across the building where the meeting would take place she took her position, laying down she rested her arms and the .22 on the edge of the roof, she was covered by the cloak of the night and unless one would have really clear vision she wouldn’t be noticed at all.

"Now it's time to wait"

Making sure the gun was loaded and ready to fire she kept her eyes focused on what was going on below, she didn’t have to wait long as a black SUV pulled up and another also black BMW arrived from the opposite direction, watching the men get out of their cars she kept her eyes on both, from the description she got from her sources she knew that the guy arriving in the BMW was Mark Rische, watching the interaction between both men she aimed her gun, waiting till her victim was standing with his back turned to her she fired the gun.

Rische never knew what hit him as the bullet penetrated his skull at full force, his body fell forward hitting the man he was having business with and taking him down with him, hearing the man curse she stayed down, she could smell the blood coming from the head wound as Mark Rische died, his blood flowed out of the wound colouring the back of his white shirt bright red.

There would be no way he could have survived this, using the little binocular she had brought with her she inspected the wound up close, the bullet had made a clean little hole where it entered his skull, it went right down into his body and would be stuck there, no.. there was no way this man was still alive.