ASSASSINATION

Assassin in my entity... Discreet is my identity. Marksmanship of sharp precision... Targets - victims by decision. An unknown caller on my phone Following ceasing dial tone. Fast and brief, our conversation... Extraction of information. Our secret meeting then takes place... Through darkness - eyes without a face. Their speech and talk of no surprise... Tone of their voice, I recognise. The offering of my contract... To off who is outlined exact. My response - no hesitation Towards this assassination. Sourcing my weapons required... Minimal in range desired. Needed, crucial - ammunition... Some provisions in addition. My destination reached - each stair... Climbing towards the top and there, The target is spotted in the crowd... Seemingly confident and proud. Locked and loaded, I take my aim... Accuracy - name of the game. Scoping sniper, my trigger squeeze Disposes - exposes with ease. Screaming and tension all around As I return back to the ground. Surrounding mayhem on the rise... The discarding of my disguise. Later, on the news - expander... Recorded footage, bystander. My actions absent - not a trace. I contact eyes without a face. Back at the place of our meeting... Reward for this - my defeating. My payout figure paid in full... Day in the life of trigger pull.