patriot.

            “If ‘they’ were smart enough they should have 
             considered all the options.” He hadn’t meant 
             to exactly say that out loud but once it was 
             he left it out in the open. His hands clench 
             slightly at the other’s nonchalance about the 
             situation. Now he’s not a saint himself when 
             it comes to a job but he feels a bit of uneasiness 
             about this.

            “Dull? Ha… right. Wouldn’t want you to get bored.” 
            Though his tone remained even, there was a 
            clear disgust on his face. Again he’s not unfamiliar 
            to the hired big guns like Hulkling but he’s never 
            been sent after one. “My guys sent me here to 
            see what was up. I’ve seen all I had to.” As well 
            as get some information of Hulkling. “You going to 
            clean this up or do you usually have another guy 
            to come do it?”

           The people that hired him were powerful. What they
           decided to do with that power wasn’t any of his concern.
           If they wanted someone dead instead of ruining their
           lives, then that’s what happened. And they got the best
           person for the job to do it. Over the years he’s proved
           more than useful and has never talked back or asked
           any more than what he needed to know to complete the
           job. That was how this business worked, and it paid very
           well.

           ❝ Did your guys also tell you to not interfere or were you
           just enjoying the show? ❞ A smirk tugged at the lips of a
           previously expressionless face. A morbid sort of teasing
           but that was his sense of humor. ❝ I have someone who
           meets me and takes the body. Anything else you want to
           know? ❞