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« on: February 23, 2012, 09:16:42 PM »
Name: Arin Huntley
Status: Healthy
Inventory (Messenger bag):
- PDA
- Colt Cobra .38 Special (6 - 45)
- M1903 Springfield (In use) (21 - 234)
Karma: 0
Location: McRanie Apartments, Goodyear
Objective: Assassinate the CEO of Ceranine Technologies
Cash: $650
I sat on the rooftop of the McRanie Apartments, across the street from the building owned by Ceranine Technologies, the largest security firm in Highler Ridge. Alarms, laser sensors, automated turret systems; you name it, Ceranine probably has it.
Various people mingled inside as a company gathering began inside. I drew my gaze back from the scope of my Springfield, and pulled my PDA out of my pocket. The time read as 7:32. The man of the hour would be arriving shortly. I stretched my fingers anxiously, and put the PDA back into my pocket, before putting my eyes back up to the scope.
Martin Gherone was probably the most influential man in Highler Ridge. He was also a huge narcissist, and a conman. The person that wanted him dead was a former employee, his secretary who had been fired after finding out Gherone had been cheating on his wife. I only agreed to kill him because he was scum that Highler Ridge needed to be rid of. Any other individual, and I would have refused on the spot. I don't kill people that don't deserve to die.
Suddenly, I tensed. As I gazed through my scope, men and women began to turn towards the door, and clap. He's early! I stressed as I clicked off the safety and took my finger off the trigger.
Gherone was about 6'4", an easy shot, seeing as he towered over everybody else like a giraffe among lions. As he moved down the line of people, he shook hands with various associates and hugged others. Finally, he made his way up to the stage and shook hands with three other men that were standing up there with him.
"If they're smart, they'll sit back and not get in front of him.." I muttered to myself, as Gherone took his place in front of the microphone. He tapped on it a couple times, before beginning to speak.
I slowly began to wrap my finger around the trigger, as I centered the scope's reticule on his right temple. As I did so, I began to sweat, and I wiped my forehead. Right as I looked back into my scope, he finished speaking, and everybody around him began to clap. Imbeciles, clapping for the scorn that I was about to rid this world of. I slowly pulled in my breath, as I tensed up, and pulled the trigger.
CRACK.
Name: Arin Huntley
Status: Healthy
Inventory (Messenger bag):
- PDA
- Colt Cobra .38 Special (6 - 45)
- M1903 Springfield (In use) (21 - 234)
Karma: 12
Location: McRanie Apartments, Goodyear
Objective: Assassinate the CEO of Ceranine Technologies
Cash: $650
Gained: 12 karma