He killed your target. He did it for fun.

You pointed a gun at him from behind, which earned a small chuckle from his mouth as he dropped his own gun.

“Aw. That’s too bad. I’m out of bullets.” He grinned, slowly turning around.

..Despite being out of bullets..

He managed to pin you to the ground, pulling his phone out to take a picture of you. “..Odd. ‘Coulda sworn I knew all the assassins in this city.”

“Your name?” He tilted his head in an endearing manner. He smiles at you