Part 1

Part 1 –No Intro

Things has changed so drastically in two weeks, and it's like I can't go anywhere without protection. Shit, ever since my wife can't handle her own, I had to call in for backup in order for me to feel completely comfortable with moving about. The streets, and people in it, aren't what they use to be. I can't tell the difference between an enemy or a friendly; hell, even your day ones are suspect nowadays. While my wife was resting trying to recover from her inquires, the four of us went forward with our plan. Steffanie packed us breakfast before we left but she stayed behind to tend to Rhonda's needs. Reonna normally never leaves Steffanie's side, but ventured out with us today to make it easier to communicate with those of us in the field.

Anyway, today we made it as far as the Brooklyn Bridge, but we know that once we're in their cross hairs there's no turning back; and we would have no choice but to fight to the death. The government is nothing to mess with on a normal day but since we've been blacklisted, it's either us or them. The best way to get over the Brooklyn Bridge without being seen, is to go under. Out hideout is on the other side  right below the bridge, this way we don’t have to worry too much about eyes in the air above our heads. We each connected ourselves to a line, then connect the line to the rails under the bridge so we can move freely but will live if we miss a step. Either way, our goal is to make it to Brooklyn without being seen, a small task for operatives like us.

We made it to our first destination before splitting up into two groups. There's no other way to end this madness that has plagued our Country with division and pent-up frustration. This isn't a quick one person assassination, because in order to end this for good, we have to take out the head, body, and tail. It's a process and I'm ready to get this started and ended so I can focus on what's true and real to me, my family.

The Alpha of the group I called in is one of the most vicious, methodical, assassins ever. She came in like the mother of everyone; making sure everyone eats, she gets us straight before we step out the front door and end up blowing our undercover, cover. Every single one of us are currently blacklisted with hefty bounties on our heads. The thing is, I know Steffanie more on a personal level. See, there's not many people including those in her group that know what I know. They never had and will never have clearance like her or I, but I'm sure her little computer genius already too a sneak peek. Steffanie accepts between 300 to 400 contracts a year, and has never failed a mission. She's Russian and the only female ever to be labeled as a Princess of Thieves; a cross tattoo that's detailed like the Sistine Chapel across her chest, right between her perky Russian breast. She also has small star tattoos on her knees, which means she doesn't bow down to any authority; she'll kill you, your family, and the family pet before she kneels to anyone. Hell, I think she would take herself out if she had no other options.

Reonna set up her computers as I unwrap our breakfast. I placed her breakfast in front of her and scarfed mine down so I can secure our hideout. While she was doing some kind of configuring I started to set up the cameras around the building, inside and out to make sure we can see if anyone is coming our way. A few cameras on the outside that covers the three access points, two on the roof, and anywhere between ten to twenty inside along with motion detectors. I have to keep Reonna safe, she is in my care and getting her back to her family is my mission.

Steffanie already gave her group the itinerary that we came up with last night, sending two to the airport to cut one of our targets off at the path. Elsey, our hands on assassin that uses products like lotions and lip balm infused with different chemicals that'll cause a slow agonizing death, with no trace or cure. Cal, our martial arts expert went along to protect her in case she gets made. He knows to keep distance between them and never to face any cameras to avoid detection. Reonna handles all technical aspects of our mission and keeps our "personal" files out of reach and our cover-up to date no matter what system they use to search, our covers will never be blown with this young brilliant beauty on our team. All in all yall, I wouldn't want to be on their bad side. Thank goodness we have the same dislike for the same person that's tearing our beautiful Country in two.