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well he's not a total novice...a double agent though... "You do realize that by saying you were a double agent you have raised a bit of doupt in my mind... if you were so willing the cross a military you would have no problem crossing us...but you have the qualifications I'm looking for...quiet the delemia isn't it..." Altair said standing up and turning his back to Sithis and looked out the large window in thought.

"deception...a most powerful tool to a assassin...as good as any gun or blade...I have actually killed a man by using deception...drove him into a state of insanity that he killed himself...no way any police could pin his death on anyone if it was his own doing right...and don't call me sir...i'd prefer Mr la-ahad,Altair,...or Boss" Altair said. "your hired...but I'm gonna need your signature though but I'm sure you don't mind that" Altair said, taking a pen and paper out of his desk the paper had legal work written on it Altair signed it and slid it over to Sithis with the pen. "one last question...you have a place in town or will you need to be using one of the apartments in the housing complex the company owns?".

((not die-hard but I own and beat the game))

Altair took the number into his suit pocket and the signed document which he placed in a folder."I"ll keep a room open just incase" Altair said "I don't have anything right now for you but check back tommorw something might come up...never know right" Altair said handing a business card to Sithis, the company logo (simple sheild with a lion, griffen, and dragon on it) as well as contact infomation were printed on the card. " Go talk to Rita she'll give you a key card to the armory and motor pool" Altair said sitting down and began to type on the computer.

I"m sure they are Sithis Altair thought, his cell rang and he picked it up, a little girls voice came over it "Hi daddy", 'hey sweety, what's going on", "mommy wants to know when your comming home for dinner", "Tell mommy I'm sorry but I have something very important to take care off...I might be a little late tonight"," Alright...by daddy I love you", "love you two angel" Altair said before hangin up. He smiled and went through his emails a few spamm and junk files and some minor contractes. he shut off the computer and left his office, he made his way down the elevator to the interogation rooms where Mr Mctavish was held captive. Altair walked in " Now...two ways easy or hard your choice' Altair said.

Trent stared over the edge of the building, a slight smile curling the edge of his lips. This had been where he had terminated his last mark.

It had been so simple really, just push the target off the edge of the building with his pistol, it left no marks from him and it made it look like suicide.

He wondered when he would get his next job. He withdrew his mobile-phone from his pocket and glanced at it to ensure he had missed no calls.

He was bored.

He never was quite sure what to do on his days off since joining the company, days off seemed so... unstructured.

He walked the streets glancing as people as he flowed in and out of the crowds. It was still an odd feeling, the thought that any of these people could be friends, lovers or enemies, yet, they could all also be potential targets and any of them could be the special target of his own he had been hunting for, for over two years now.

Trent kept walking through the streets, slightly conscious still of the weapons he had carefuly hidden under his jacket and black shirt (black being the best colour to hide any said weapon under) as well as the gauntlets slid back up his arms, hidden under the long sleeves of his shirt and his jacket sleeves.

He continued to roam, lost in his thoughts, awaiting for his mobile-phone to ring...

((Well since you and the others were absant for so long I moved your characters to apartments that the company owns, so just pretend your character is waking up or something))

The song changed and Altair sat down Altair looked over a few papers then typed a bit on his computers "I'll give him this...and him this and...no I won't put those two togeather... I'll give her this and... go with her to see how she does..that should do it..." his phone rang "Altair La-ahad wo am i speaking to?", "Jack from confirmation...Trent just finished one...made it look ike a suicide", "Alright I guess he'll be looking for a new job then...I think I have one that could tyd him over till I get a big one", he hung up then dialed the phone. A couple miles away trent's phone began to ring.

Altair understood and just smiled abit. "I know you like to keep busy so I found you a new job...it's rather small but it should do for now, Your taget is a drug dealer by the name of Joseph Caramecis, a rivel dealer wants joe gone...any means neccassary, deadline is three weeks, you understand?".

Trent spoke into his mobile, "You know me sir, I won't need three weeks to get something that size done. I will be sure to get back to you as soon as our end of the transaction is upheld."

He smiled as he flipped shut his mobile.

Finally, something to do.

He pondered how to track down this "joe".

He guessed, first, he would get in contact with the drug world and check for traces of where the man had been, what he could blackmail him with to draw him out, that sort of general stuff. If that turned up nothing, he would have to resort to hacking into databases, which, although efficient, could be risky...