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Chapter 2: The Cleanup

Chapter 2: The Cleanup

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I finally managed to finish Chapter 2, I apologize to taking so long and I hope you enjoy in reading.

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When ‘R’ arrived at his destination, he still needed to walk, since his real destination was a house in which was the husband of the woman who was Subject 1. It was about 20 minutes away with walking.

While the ‘R’ was walking towards the house, he was still immersed in deep thinking. Despite that, he still managed to avoid the security cameras and suspicion from other people. unfortunately, he forgot a right turn. He realized this mistake after a few minutes, when he came into a blind street.

‘How could this have happened? Me forgetting the right path!!??’ was ‘R’s’ thought. He saw three thugs coming in his direction.

“Oi look at this one, he is lost in our street!” said one of thugs.

“And he looks rich” another one remarked.

‘Rich? I have just a ordinary clothes, they were not more that 100$. Are they too clean, or does this look like rich clothes to them?’

‘R’ was thinking and deciding what he should do. It took him less than a second to decide that it would be best to turn around and leave this street.

The moment he started leaving, one of the thugs stepped forward and spoke.

“Just where are you going?”

“Where? Isn’t it obvious that I am going back on the main street?” ‘R’ answered and carefully watched the thug.

“Ah sure you can leave, but before you do, don’t forget to leave a few bucks. Or you will not leave in a one piece,” the leader of the thugs gave a threat and other two released stupid laughs.

“Is that a threat?” ‘R’ said with a stupid voice to confuse the thug as he walked towards him.

“Yeah,” the thug said as he moved a few meters forward.

When ‘R’ arrived in front of the thug, he said.

“No.”

Thug smirked at his word and swung his left fist towards ‘R’s’ face.

‘R’ carefully analyzed his swing and stance. He skillfully avoided the swing, with a little move to the left, on the thug’s right side.

Seeing the kid moving towards his right arm, the thug smiled to himself, thinking he had lured him into a trap, he swung his right arm with his whole might.

‘R’ of course noticed that and with his left hand changed the direction of the swing. It missed him by a hair.

‘R’ was a trained since he was born in various things, except  killing, which he wasn’t taught until he showed interest. Other things like knowledge, body, varies strength technique, and even the use of weapons. The excuse was that he would need this stuff at least for self-defense (that was before he started learning killing). One thing he didn’t learn was martial arts, because every martial art has strong and weak points. Instead, he just learned  basic moves that are common in all martial arts. He used his intelligence to predict how an opponent would act and used every opportunity to land a hit/kill. He learned that it’s the best to first disable one of the opponent’s limbs to increase his chances to strike, hit or kill.

This time, he didn’t need to disable the thug limbs because his skills were nonexistent. ‘R’ left a margin for error if by any chance the thug was just faking how unskilled he appeared to be.

In a moment, after he deflected the thug’s arm, he struck with his right arm towards the thug’s abdomen. This caused the thug to immediately fall on his back and gasp for air. All this happened in less then a second. ‘R’s’ strike wasn’t simple, it was a very calculated and precise, to strike on the right part at the right time. He waited a split second for the thug to exhale and in that precise moment, he struck him in the diaphragm to make him unable to breathe.

When the leader of thugs was disabled, other two struck towards ‘R’. The closer one was swinging his fists through the air, hoping that at least one will hit the boy before him. ‘R’ closely observed his stance and avoided his fists. At the right moment, ‘R’ stepped forward and kicked him in the abdomen so fast that the thug realized only when he felt pain. While the thug was taking an uncontrolled step backwards, ‘R’ grabbed his right arm and pulled towards himself. In that moment, he completely disturbed the thug’s balance, then he pushed forward and the thug fell towards the ground, landing on his head and lost consciousness.

In both fights ‘R’ used a very little force. Surprising was that, both times he struck his opponents, he didn’t change his stance. In other words, he sustained his center of gravity/balance so that no matter what happened, he could respond and react immediately. Normally, if you used your whole body to strike, you disrupted the balance and have a hard time avoiding incoming attacks. ‘R’s’ way of fighting didn’t have this weakness, but that also meant he hit his opponents with less force. That didn’t matter a lot since as a killer, he would strike his opponents in their vital points with weapons. Beside that, he also had techniques to concentrate physical force when he struck his opponents, for example using fingers instead of fist, or striking at right time with centrifugal force. The first thug he struck only with his fists, since that was more than enough for someone on their level.

The last thug could only watch what happened to his comrades. When he realized that, he start feeling fear and he pulled a knife from his back, swinging at ‘R’. The moment ‘R’ saw the knife, he stepped forward directly towards his opponent. When the thug swung the knife towards him, he moved little to the left. To catch his opponent’s right hand with the knife, he pulled his arm down. Using the force of his opponent’s swing, he also pulled his arm toward himself. In that moment a cracking sound was heard and the thug’s arm was dislocated. In the next moment, ‘R’  disrupted the thug’s lower half with his leg, so that he fell towards the ground directly on his head. It was similar to the second thug, but with a lot more force.

This time, ‘R’ didn’t show any mercy and used his whole might to neutralize the opponent. In situations where opponents had weapons, a tiny mistake could be fatal, no matter how unskilled his opponent, so ‘R’ didn’t’ hold back. The only thing he needed to be careful of was to not kill him, since this would attract unnecessary attention from the police. Before he left, he poured a little alcohol on the thugs so that they would remain unconscious for some time.

After that commotion, ‘R’ finally arrived at the victim’s (Subject 1) house. Her husband was in the kitchen dead drunk. They didn’t need to do a lot of work to make him drunk, since he was drunk a lot of time by himself. They just needed to create a situation where he would drink a lot of alcohol today. They just replaced his beer with one that had higher alcohol concentrations. They did similar things with the other subjects for the backup plans, but since they weren’t used for the accident, there wasn’t any hurry to clean up at their places.

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‘R’ needed to retrieve the beer they planted on him and recover the monitoring devices and jamming device, so that his phone couldn’t wake him up. The monitoring devices were just microphones and vibrator sensors, since placing cameras was too risky, no matter how small they might be. As long one looked carefully at their location, they can easily notice them.

After he retrieved everything, he got a message on the phone. It was heavily coded but he still understood. He got an order for another clean-up, but zero info about what he needed to do, just that he would be picked by a ‘A’.

A few blocks away, the car stopped and ‘R’, who was waiting on the road side, got into the car on the passenger side. Behind the wheel was a woman with blonde hair, probably slightly above thirty years in age.

“‘A’, what is the new task, I thought that any other cleaning will be left for another day?” ‘R’ asked

“‘A’? Just what are you calling me? Can’t you call me normally?” ‘A’ asked.

“What! We are still on the job and we must use a code names!”

“Yes, yes, but we are in our car. This place is secure enough, right Liam?” ‘A’ said.

“What! Why are you saying my name, ‘A’? As I said we are still on the job and this car isn’t secure enough!”

‘A’ didn’t answer but gave a Liam a angry look.

“‘A’, why are you not saying anything? and tell me already about the new task!

“‘A’?”

“Is something wrong, ‘A’?”

Until now ‘A’ didn’t answer for some reason.

“I didn’t hear anyone calling me,” ‘A’ finally answered.

At her words Liam blushed a little and gave a big sigh.

“Mom tell me already and please stop being stubborn on the job.”

‘A’ or Liam’s mother smiled a bit when Liam finally called her as she wanted.

“Your father decided that it would be best to take out the friend of the other subject of the backup plan, because if he were to say something, we would have a lot of work later.”

“Sure, who is it?” Liam asked, suspicious since they give him exactly the job he wanted.

“He is Henry Luan, the friend of our subject Sian Sharp of the backup plan. Your father will lure him into a blind street as a Rick Luther who owes him a ‘bit’ of money, and you will kill him there as robber/homeless/thug.”

“Okay,” Liam replied. While they were driving towards the street, he also changed his clothes.

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Henry is a successful businessman, just now he was walking towards his home from a nearby restaurant, when he got a call from a friend.

“Hey Henry, can you meet me? I need to talk about my debt.”

“Rick? Why now? Can’t you wait until tomorrow, I am almost at home”.

“No it will be best if I could talk to you right now, because I am close to gathering the money I owe you. If you are almost at home, that is great, I am on the third street behind it.”

The moment Henry heard the word “money”, he started thinking that it would indeed be good to meet him and besides, Rick was already pretty close.

“Fine, I will meet you in 20 minutes, no 15 minutes”

Henry finally decided to go, but he had one problem. The third street was a really close, but because of buildings in between, it’s necessary to take a long path around, unless you take a few shady streets. Because of time and the wish to carry out this meeting soon as possible, Henry decided to use those shady streets.

A few minutes after Henry arrived into the shady streets, he noticed a homeless man.

‘Hoh so young and already on street’ was Henry’s thought when he noticed him. An ugly, unwashed youngster with a smelly brown coat  was slowly walking towards him. Henry felt uncomfortable to be in close proximity with someone of his status so he moved on the right side of the street.

When they were about to pass each other’s with about two meters distance, the homeless youngster’s suddenly disappeared from his vision. He appeared right before him, when Henry noticed him, he was already stabbed with a knife. He tried to react, but without success and the homeless youngster without remorse repeatedly stabbed him in the torso. The homeless youngster was missing most of his vital points but he still manage to graze one or two vital points causing a enough damage that Henry quickly bleed out.

‘What is happening, why is this homeless youngster attacking me?’ Henry was trying to make sense of it, before he would bleed out. When he remember why he was in this street, he come to solution. ‘That bastard hired someone to kill me, instead of paying me back’ were the Henry’s last thoughts before he died.

When Henry was a finally dead, the young homeless took a phone and reported.

“‘M’ the target is finished. When I finish cleaning up I will go back to ‘A’ and then to a secure location”.

“Understood, Good job ‘R’” was a ‘M’ reply.

When a Liam got a reply, he really started to think that his father gave him this job, just because he noticed that lately he was a bit depressed because work for him has become a ‘little’ boring.

After that Liam steeped to Henry’s body and pickpocket him of everything that was worth something to make look’s like a robbery. When he was going through his jacket, he make sure that he smeared blood on the jacket to cover that the wounds were caused in very quick time. What would be impossible for a normal homeless man to do. For the same reason when he attacked him, he didn’t directly hit any of vital points. He also make sure that angle and force of his knife stabs matched that of normal robber or a homeless man with a zero or little experience.

When a Liam finished he went back to the car, where a ‘A’ was waiting for him and they drove off towards secure location.

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Again it took me two weeks to finish the chapter, what is a very slow. So I again ask if anybody wish to be a proofreader or at least to become a test reader to mark mistakes.

The next chapter is already written and is bit shorter then this one, but it need to be proofread. In a case that a proofreading will again take slowly I may release the next chapter without proofreading so I apologize in advance for mistakes. Also if you notice any mistake in this chapter please inform me.

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