ℳ𝒶𝒹𝓂𝒶𝓃 & ℳ𝓊𝓇𝒹ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓇

What a mess! Blood was splattered on the pavement and the alley walls. I scowl at the disgusting sight, stare at him and say,

“Nepharius, can you tell me why every time you kill someone you have to wreck the city like this?”

Nepharius shrugs, all casual. “What, should I gently escort them to the next world? You want me to do it your way?”

I let out an exhausted puff and say, “What’s wrong with that? It’s way cleaner and faster than dragging the target into a dead-end alley and butchering them.”

He shrugs his shoulders like he doesn’t care and goes, “What do you want me to do? Keep ’em alive so I can kill ’em your way again?” then tells me to shut up and let him work. He wipes the blood off his hands and starts taking pictures of the body.

He mumbles under his breath, “Should I email you the mission or tell you now?”

I say with a poker face, “Email it.” Right then his phone rings.

Reluctantly he says, “I’ve gotta go,” and walks out of the alley while talking to his girlfriend.

My phone dings. I check it and see Nepharius has emailed me the mission:

**CONFIDENTIAL**

The mafia’s security systems were hacked and we couldn’t stop the cyberattack. According to gathered intel, the stolen data is now in the hands of an infiltrator who’s posing as a psychiatric patient in the asylum.

Infiltrate the asylum posing as a patient with schizophrenia and retrieve the information.