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-Washington State, Utah

3rd POV.
It was another night for Tristan, who was on a assassination job. As he could be seen on a rooftop with his Locus sniper rifle loaded and ready. While 200 yards across from a play thearter as he was waiting for his target. When he suddenly made a call to his current employer on his phone.
"What?", "Hey, Remi, it's the exterminator you employed for your rat problem. My account is looking a little low, the last time I checked" Tristan said. While looking at the payment account from his employer as it said 0:00. "No one gets paid until the job gets done" Remi replied. "Nope, that's not the rules, no money, no honey" Tristan added. Before looking through his sniper scope to see his target arrive in his limo with three black suburbans in suit. "Whoa, her's your boy right now, with about twenty of his new best friends" Tristan continued. As Tristan looked back at his phone and spoke again, "I'm still seeing zeroes over here, Remi". "Stop messing around and do your job" Remi said. As Tristan looked saw all of them get out, including his target, a skinny pale clean shaved man with spikey black hair, while in a brown suit. "Oh, they all just got out their cars, and in about thirty seconds. Your window as gonna close forever" Tristan added. "Ok, ok, relax, there was and acount error, we set?" Remi replied. As Tristan saw him send over his payment in the form of $1,000,000.00. "Now double it for being a dickhead, you got ten seconds" Tristan said. "We're not the people you play with" , "whoa, did you just threaten me? This dude is about to get a sour throat from the singing he's about to do for whomever he's meeting" Tristan replied. "Son of a bitch" Remi cursed as he payed Tristan another $1,000,000.00. "Pleasure doing business with you, Remi" the young mercenary said with a smile. Before taking the shot as he got his target dead center from the back of his head. Killing him instantly as he fell to ground inside the entrance, surprising everyone there.
With that, Tristan left his spot without a trace, as he could be seen now walking to his hidden car. Where where he places his rifle in the trunk, got in the driver's seat. Where he brought it to life with the turn of a key. As the engine gave a powerful rumble, before Tristan grind and drove off into the night. After another successful job well done and a much larger privet bank account. As the $2,000,000.00 Tristan just earned was added. Earning him $100,000,000 in total at the moment, with the rest being earned from past high paying jobs he was hired to do.
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To Be Continued......