A Life Left Behind.

[Tactical Nightmare]

[color=#000000]0150 Hours GC time- Location unknown.

[color=#000000] Zimmerman turned to the dossier he'd had a Private Investigator put together on Mr. Fisher. It was highly incomplete, and held no mention of anyone named John Keel. "[color=#ff6633]Who's that? And why did you use his name? You've been careful about names so far.[color=#000000]"
"[color=#006b6b]John Keel taught me almost everything I know, And he lives like me, With no one to miss him. It'd give him a welcome challenge if you came after him.[color=#000000]" Tobias shrugged. "[color=#006b6b]But anyway, I was slinking around the streets, Avoiding the police forces, when one of the Tactical Response Teams found me. John Keel was leading it. He covered for me, got me out of the area.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#ff6633]But how did you end up a hired assassin, if he was a BPA officer. He should have stopped you.[color=#000000]" Said Zimmerman.

[color=#000000] "[color=#006b6b]He knew I was angry, and he also knew that he'd never get the gang leaders through legal channels. He led me to a man who sold replica projectile weapons, got me a few. Then left. Told me to 'call me if you need me'.[color=#000000]" Said Tobias, imitating Keel's rough voice. "[color=#006b6b]Within five days two of the smaller gang leaders were dead.[color=#000000]" He paused, Counting to himself. "[color=#006b6b]Uh... Three months later he left the BPA, signed for a three year hitch with the Bretonian ground forces. When he finished with that he looked me up, asked if I needed any help.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] Zimmerman put the saw down, it clattered on the table. "[color=#ff6633]How come I'd never heard of you, either of you, before you killed my brother? You were good. Most good assassins get noticed by the media.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] Tobias laughed unkindly. "[color=#006b6b]No, [color=#006b6b]most [color=#006b6b]bad[color=#006b6b] assassins get noticed. They're the crazies, the ones that try to kill the Queen because the devil came out of his cereal box and told him too.[color=#000000]" He snorted. "[color=#006b6b]I'm a professional, well, [color=#006b6b]was[color=#006b6b] a professional, and an assassin does his best [color=#006b6b]not [color=#006b6b]to be caught.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] He rolled his shoulders again. "[color=#198a8a]Also, it helps when the powers-that-be don't actually care about the people you kill.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#ff6633]What do you mean?[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#198a8a]Scumbags.[color=#000000] [color=#198a8a]Like slavers, Or drug dealers or smugglers, Eh... No offense meant.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#ff6633]None taken. I think.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#198a8a]Well, I usually hit targets as revenge. That was my thing, I worked for people who'd been wronged.[color=#000000]" He grinned again, Then tried to stretch, the chains clinking. "[color=#198a8a]Hey, Can you unchain me? This is a bit uncomfortable.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#ff6633]No, I'm talking to an assassin, you're not gonna make me forget that.[color=#000000]" Zimmerman grumped. "[color=#ff6633]But.... Why did you kill my brother? He was stupid, but I don't think he ever wronged anyone badly enough.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] Tobias looked away, down and to the left. A sure sign of deceit or dishonesty. "[color=#198a8a]It was personal.[color=#000000]" he said. "[color=#006b6b]Personal jobs are never a good idea. It's hard to stay emotionally detached.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#ff6633]But...[color=#000000]" Prompted Zimmerman.

[color=#000000] Tobias stayed silent.

[color=#000000] "[color=#ff6633]Well? Did you manage to stay emotionally dead for the hit, Huh?![color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] More silence.

[color=#000000] "[color=#ff6633]Tell me, NOW![color=#000000]" Zimmerman lashed out, bringing the hacksaw across Tobias's face with a loud slap.