Freeman had just finished packing a duffel bag filled with clothes. For his plan to work, he needed to carry as little as possible. His plan was to come home early Thursday night, then stash his duffel bag and laptop at a friend’s house before heading to the airport. He just had to excuse himself from dinner a little early before climbing out his window. Before his parents knew it, he would be back in Newport.
His red phone chirped.
What does she want now? he thought as he picked up.
“Freeman,” Dahlia said, “I need you to do something for me before you head to Newport.”
“What do you need?” he asked.
“An associate of mine needs a dark web contract put out on a young woman.”
“A contract for what?”
“Death. What else?”
Freeman’s mouth watered as a wave of nausea rolled over him.
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This is crazy. I don’t want to be responsible for killing someone.
“Freeman, are you still there?”
“Yeah, I’m listening.”
“Well, can you do this or not?”
“Hiring assassins online is simply not possible. They are usually hoaxes run by law enforcement. I can do some research, but there are no guarantees.”
“I know these sites can be elusive and hard to find, but I expect you to deliver,” Dahlia said.
“Can you give me some information on the target? I need as much information as possible,” Freeman urged.
“I’ll send it to our usual encrypted channel,” Dahlia said before disconnecting.
Moments later, Freeman checked his dark web mailbox. He had one new message from D.
He opened the message but couldn’t believe his eyes.
Message Classification: Eyes Only
Subject: Eliminate target Josephine Smith.
Known aliases: Jet and JetaGirl
Known accomplices: Nigel Watson
Bounty Amount: 500 DigiBit
Wow, that is a crap-ton of Digibit. That’s more than enough to get off this stinking island and my own place on the mainland.
A picture accompanied the dossier. The woman looked to be about his age.
Wait? Is this the same ‘JetaGirl’ I fought in the Colossal Machine? While I want her dead in the game, I’m not sure if I want to be responsible to killing a human being. Hmmm, perhaps I’ll just check a few places. Once I’ve proven that dark web hit men don’t exist, then I’ll send a bill to D for a few Digibit for wasting my time.