"Did you take the shot yet" a gruff voice says through his earpiece

Grey's eyes scanned the terrain below through the scope of his sniper rifle. He was a seasoned assassin, and the task at hand was one he had performed numerous times before. His latest target, the daughter of a powerful and ruthless crime boss. As part of the job, he had researched her extensively, knew her routine, her favorites. He knew that they preferred savory over sweet foods, loved chocolate, and was currently studying to be a doctor.

Grey's finger rested on the trigger of his rifle, the cool metal a familiar comfort. He adjusted the scope ever so slightly, the setting sun cast a warm glow over the city, but Grey's focus remained unwavering. His rifle was assembled and ready, waiting for the moment to execute his assignment.

He watched from the rooftop as she stepped out of the vehicle, her bodyguards circling her like a protective barrier. She wore a black scarf that covered her head. A slight wind blew, causing the scarf to blow loosely off of her, and her hair move along with the wind. Her cheeks were rosy from the cold and her eyes darted as she turned, revealing her face.