I wipe my hair back, my task is now done. This corpse will be taken care of by my men in the future, it's always troublesome when I have to chase a runaway target. I wiped the blood spurting down my face with my glove, before finally lighting a cigarette and starting to walk away.

As I passed the pile of wood, I stopped. I bend down to get rid of the wood and saw a woman hiding from behind the wood looking at me in fear. "Well well, what's a woman like you doing here, hm?"