167 Why I Became A Contractor: Part 5 (1/2)
It was warm like my parents' hug and it was calming. The white room was very cozy as if someone had taken all of my weight at once. It was nice in there, I loved the quietness. I might as well get used to this quietness more. This was what Death felt like, comfortable and warm.
”This should do it!” A needle stabbed me in the neck.
The quiet room was no more. It got replaced by a dark abyss. I hadn't died yet. I was very sure that I died once I hanged myself on the ceiling. There must be someone that cut the rope. I opened my eyes slowly.
I was in my room. The soft pillow was on my head. The mattress was very soft. There was also this figure, standing tall with his M4 on his hands.
”I know I shouldn't be leaving a mentally unstable cinnamon roll behind,” the same man that I saw on the hospital said.
”What are you doing here?” I asked.
”I'm here since I decided to check on you, but apparently, I saw you hanging on the ceiling with a rope on your neck.” That man walked around the bed.
I couldn't move my hands or my feet. He cuffed them on my bed. ”Is this another rape scenario again?” I asked.
”Could be.” He nodded.
”Hmph, why don't you kill me first and then do your business?” I said.
”It's quite funny you know? I had 100,000$ rewards just for killing you back in the hospital, but I refused to do it. But now, you decide to kill yourself,” he said.
”So what? You don't have any rights to intervene with my life,” I said.
”I do, actually. At least die by a murder sounds less idiotic than die by hanging yourself,” he said.
”What do you want?” I asked.
”Give me 100,000$ and I'll get out of your life,” the man said.
”How am I suppose to get 100,000$?” Lynn asked.
”Well, since you ask that, I give you the second option in which you can work as a contractor and make some money with me. That way, you can pay your debt and maybe fulfill your death wish,” he said.
”What do you mean?” I asked.
”You and I are going to work together and like it or not, you'll give me 100k before you die and I won't let you die before you fulfill that,” he said.
”What do you mean?” I asked.
”It might be easier if I explain it to you first.” He released all of the cuffs on the bed. He helped me to stand up from the bed. He asked me about what phone I liked the most. It was a weird question, I just answered as honestly as I could.
”iPhone 8?” I said.
”Alright.” He grabbed his smartphone and suddenly, a new phone appeared on his hands. He gave me the new phone and I set it up so it fit my personal information and my preference. He directed me to an app with a crosshair that was called ”Armory System.”
”Alright, here you go.” That person pressed his phone and suddenly, I wore a tactical uniform. Yes, a black uniform with a black balaclava and a basic pistol.
”Call me Echo,” he said.
”Wait... What???” A bazillion of questions appeared on my mind. I couldn't process all of the information with my head. It was too damn fast. The person that was going to kill me suddenly had to work with me.
”Look at your phone,” he said.
I looked at my phone. There was a new notification. I clicked on that notification and it redirected me to the armory system app. It was a mission that I had to do.
[Safehouse]
A safe house for the CIA has been spotted in the mentioned coordinate. There's a VIP being protected there. FSB wants you to personally deal with her. Your service will be rewarded kindly by the Russian Federation.
Reward: [2000$] [Rep +++]
'Are you kidding me?' I looked at the job description which I didn't understand, but from the language of it, I had to kill someone.