Paranoia is starting to set in.
He's not being followed, the assassin is almost sure of it. He's dumped the clothes he was wearing. He hasn't been sleeping or staying in one place for too long for any other reason. Somehow, MI6 is still finding him.
How? How on earth are they doing it? It's impossible. Maybe he's just not seeing the tail.
So, after buying a decent amount of food, he goes completely off-grid. He finds a nice abandoned warehouse and cuts off all contact. He doesn't leave the building for anything.
And, still, MI6 finds him, and it's only through pure luck that he escapes. They're tracking him. They have to be.
He goes through everything he carries. He checks every bit of his body. Still, when he checks it, the display on the inside of …show more content…
Maybe it's instinct. Maybe it's just sheer denial.
Regardless, when MI6 finds him again, he's almost expecting it. He isn't expecting them to finally be able to take him in.
When the first soldier enters, he's slower to awake than usual, thanks to a lack of sleep that he hasn't been able to make up. By the time he's surrounded, he's realized his failure. He takes a moment to reprimand himself. Then, immediately, he springs to his feet, analyzing the situation automatically.
Twelve immediate threats. Probably SAS. Highly trained, heavily armed. Four figures standing by the main door, one next to each of the other exits. His visuals are already set to thermal, and, though they're slightly distorted thanks to the walls separating them, he can see the heat signatures of at least eight more people waiting outside.
In the split second it takes him to process it all, the guns of the soldiers around him have snapped to aim at him.
"Remove your mask! Hands where we can see them! Down on your knees!" the one directly in front of him orders.
The assassin laughs. "Do people usually listen to you? Because you're not very intimidating." Hopefully, the remark throws the soldier off
He's not being followed, the assassin is almost sure of it. He's dumped the clothes he was wearing. He hasn't been sleeping or staying in one place for too long for any other reason. Somehow, MI6 is still finding him.
How? How on earth are they doing it? It's impossible. Maybe he's just not seeing the tail.
So, after buying a decent amount of food, he goes completely off-grid. He finds a nice abandoned warehouse and cuts off all contact. He doesn't leave the building for anything.
And, still, MI6 finds him, and it's only through pure luck that he escapes. They're tracking him. They have to be.
He goes through everything he carries. He checks every bit of his body. Still, when he checks it, the display on the inside of …show more content…
Maybe it's instinct. Maybe it's just sheer denial.
Regardless, when MI6 finds him again, he's almost expecting it. He isn't expecting them to finally be able to take him in.
When the first soldier enters, he's slower to awake than usual, thanks to a lack of sleep that he hasn't been able to make up. By the time he's surrounded, he's realized his failure. He takes a moment to reprimand himself. Then, immediately, he springs to his feet, analyzing the situation automatically.
Twelve immediate threats. Probably SAS. Highly trained, heavily armed. Four figures standing by the main door, one next to each of the other exits. His visuals are already set to thermal, and, though they're slightly distorted thanks to the walls separating them, he can see the heat signatures of at least eight more people waiting outside.
In the split second it takes him to process it all, the guns of the soldiers around him have snapped to aim at him.
"Remove your mask! Hands where we can see them! Down on your knees!" the one directly in front of him orders.
The assassin laughs. "Do people usually listen to you? Because you're not very intimidating." Hopefully, the remark throws the soldier off