The assassin theory

‘Assassinate Rodriquez at Kremlin square, say your price and we’ll pay you the amount. No more questions’ said the voice from this end of the phone. It was Mikhail, the internal affairs minister.

‘What shall we address you as?’

‘You can call me K-43, Agent K-43 and my payment is $ 1 million’

‘That’s too much an asking price’

‘Rodriguez is an imminent person of national prominence. You need to kill, you make the deal. That’s my theory’ snapped the assassin from the other end of the phone. There was silence for a while.

‘I will take that silence as an assertion. The payment will be done via internet. Once the amount gets credited to my account, I get an SMS, and the next minute your request will be initiated and completed according to the compliance’ and the assassin hung up the phone. Silence ruled the ambience again.

13-DEC-07. KREMLIN SQUARE

K-43 was there at the venue the previous night making his calculations. He knew that it’s impossible to kill Rodriguez once he reaches the dais. His car too is bullet-proof, and my bullet cannot penetrate the huge security cover. ‘But yes, I do have my theory’ he thought.

Rodriguez has just arrived to attend the public gathering. He got down from the car amidst heavy security canopy. Armed personal accompanied him to the dais mantled with a bullet proof glass.

He then picked up the lady, his favourite one, the Raufoss MK 211 .50 caliber automatic sniper. A target as far as 10,000 feet can be shot with a .025 mm precision. He kissed the weapon and lied on the floor aiming the weapon at the meeting place, looked at his watch and slowly swayed his head towards the telescope. His right eyelid dropped dead as his index finger closed in on the trigger. Adjusting the focus of the telescope, he could see Rodriguez covered by the security guards.

Just as Rodriquez emerged onto the dais, K-43 pulled the trigger.

‘Boom….’

There was a sound.

(.011millisec)The bullet entered into (.012ms) the head of Rodriguez (.013ms) piercing through the (.014ms) anterior lobe (.014ms) and continued through the cerebrum (.015ms) and emerged from the posterior (.016ms) after drilling a hole in the cranium (.017ms) and blood started to ooze out of it (.018ms) and splashed the rear of the bullet proof glass. Rodriguez fell to the ground much to the stupefaction of the onlookers.

The security guards looked in the direction of the bullet shot. All they could see was the Kremlin tower at a distance of 4 KM. Even before they could reach the place, their assassin would have skedaddled the place.

10,000 feet away from the incident place, something else was running in another brain. ‘I reached the place yesterday night as a routine security guard with my men, removed the bullet proof glass and placed a normal glass….’

And there was a smile on the assassin’s face.

21-DEC-07. REMOTE HAWAII ISLAND

A guy was on his knees with another one behind him holding a gun pointed to his head at point blank range. As he slowly emerged to the front, he spoke.

‘After my instructions are carried out, I seldom leave the assassin standing on earth. It has been a pleasure working with you Mr. Agent K-43, but on the contrite side, this is the last minute you will be inhaling. This is my theory!!’

‘Boom’, Mikhail pulled the trigger and K-43 dropped to the ground with a hole in the cranium made by the .303 bullet from the Beretta, and Mikhail pushed the body prone and walked across the dead body.

31-DEC-07. LOCATION UNKNOWN

‘Who are you and why do you want to kill me?’ Mikhail was on his knees, ‘if you want money, I can give you the dollars, but please spare my life’

The silencer was aimed at the posterior part of the skull and Mikhail was shivering out of fright. A droplet of water fell on the ground splat, and it dint take much time for Mikhail to understand that it was his tears. Slowly from behind him emerged a silhouette, still pointing the gun to Mikhail’s head.

‘Don’t you remember my voice, don’t you remember the way you shot me dead at Hawaii…’ said the voice. And boom there was a sound and Mikhail fell to the ground, and lay dead in a pool of blood in a few seconds.

‘The K-43 is not a single person, but an institution of look-alike assassins. You have assaulted one, the others have come to take revenge. This is the most secretive assassin brotherhood ever living on this planet and the best assassin K-43, that’s me, that’s him and him and him’

And from behind him 4 more assassins emerged. They all looked similar.

‘This is my theory, the assassin theory!!!!’