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Locus and Felix stood atop of an apartment building overlooking a busy street filled with restaurants, cafes, and bars. The place was buzzing with life; a mix of people who were heading back to work after a lunch break or simply outside enjoying a cup of coffee on a patio. Felix chuckled as he lifted his foot to rest on the ledge that surrounded the roof "What a lovely day for an afternoon assassination" Felix purred. Locus sighed as he rested his sniper rifle back against his shoulder and he looked down at the people below. Soon they'd been in chaos.
"Keep your mouth shut and confirm our targets location" Felix grumbled some rather unkind words and brought the binoculars he was holding to his face and looked down at a cafe below and quickly found their target. She was a middle aged woman who ran a rather large drug cartel. The man who had hired them wanted her dead so buyers would have no other options but to go to his people for drugs instead.
"She's exactly she's been every Sunday afternoon for the past 5 months" he said in a bored tone, pulling the binoculars away from his face and resting his arm on his leg "Go on and shoot the bitch. I'm hungry" he said. Locus rolled his eyes and set his riffle on the ledge and looking down the scope, quickly finding the woman. "I'm thinking burgers. You feel me?" Felix asked. Locus hummed as he waited for passersby to give him a clear shot at the woman's head. Felix took that as a yes "Of course you agree with me" he said proudly. "I am always right" Locus fought the urge to roll his eyes as Felix continued on about things he'd learned to tune out. It paid off. A dark skinned man in a teal tank top caught his eye; Lavernius Tucker. A member of one of two once rival gangs from the city over. They worked together now after dealing with a mutual enemy, now calling themselves the Red's and Blue's. Since then they'd become affiliated with the rogue military organization; Project Freelancer. All members of both teams and anyone associated with the project had a beautiful bounty on their heads. Dead or alive. They'd been off the grid for years now. Why had they suddenly shown their faces again?
"Felix" Locus said, interrupting whatever he'd been on about.
"What?" Felix demanded bitterly, annoyed he'd been interrupted.
"Look at the corner of fourth and fifth"
"Why?"
"Now" Locus growled, having no patients right now. Felix pulled his biker mask down or a moment to stick his tongue out at Locus, but did as he was told anyway, bringing his binoculars back to his face.
"Holy shit its David"
"What?" Locus asked looking up at Felix, then back down his scope to see the man code named Agent Washington next to Tucker. How had he missed him?
Felix repeatedly smacked Locus' shoulder in his fit of excitement. "Do you have any idea how much his head is worth?!?" He exclaimed.
"Look next to him" Locus said following them as they crossed the street. Locus heard Felix's breath catch. When there was no sounds for a good few seconds he looked up at Felix questioningly to see him grasping at the fabric of his jacket over his heart.
"Felix?" Locus asked a little concerned for his partner. Felix slowly turned to Locus with a huge grin.
"I can finally get that giant TV" he said. Locus face fell, all signs of concern leaving his face. "I might cry" Felix said moving to wipe away tears that weren't there. Then froze.
"What now?" Locus said, done with Felix for the day.
"What if the rest of them are here?"
"It's possible" Locus said, considering the idea. Felix started counting on his fingers and Locus swore he saw the metaphorical dollar signs in his eyes. A huge grin spread in his face... Then he froze. "We need to get back to Control" he said in sudden realization.
"We haven't been affiliated with them in years" Locus said confused about Felix's train of thought, watching as Felix practically ran back to the roof top entrance.
"True. But they want project freelancer dead far more than the government wants the Reds and Blues dead! Now hurry up and shoot the woman! We have money to make!" He shouted before slamming the door shut behind him. Locus sighed as he quickly found the woman again. Just as he was about to pull the trigger an idea came to mind. He pulled off the silencer. This way Felix and he would be able to move quickly amongst the panic. Felix would complain, but it was better in the long run, right? He squeezed the trigger.