MOST WANTED MAN IN THE WORLD

le below it was a medium sized refrigerator which harbours most of the food that the man eats. But behind all this normal appliances, hidden in plain view all around the o

which the wall has been concealing. It is a secret room, some sort of store house, where some of the most important and secret files are

h a opening under it and out through the stairs. Offering the director t

on before the man. The

he man's real work is. Grandpa scrutinized Henry with his piercing eyes. Eyes that seems to be seeing through the innermost of a person's heart.

e?" He asked, his eyes

k at the man. " I got the message

ly, running his hand

it is" He said, sliding a photo

th a mischievous grin. The smile seems like the smile of someone who knew what he was d

bout someone, just by looking at a photo, even though this time around, the signs were somehow obvious. The man on the photo looks like he is well to do. Black Armani suits, Rolex watc

Grand pa. A question he kn

the man a prompting look, whic

igure." Said the director and paused. Henry gave the man another prodding look. He knows he was not cal

blic don't know is that he is a secret die har

his face blank as he

procurement of their arms. I also received reports from my sources that he had als

ng the collar of his suit and

mas

not out of panic, but if surprise an

art of the city. The upscale par

had been an easy one. No country would let you go after murdering their citizen on their own soil. Not even your allie

it happen

he man. " I will brief

began walking out of the office. He quietly

lding and strolled to wh

of the National intelligence Agency, NIA. The national intelligence agency is the apex intelligence

world's most lethal and efficient assassins. Away from the prying eyes of the public, is their cov

ven some of those working at the NIA are

t . He boarded and slowly wheeled out of the NIA compou

s right hand, brought out his phone from his pocket. He searched for a number, found it and typed in

a eight lane asphalt paved road. On both sides of the road were palm tr

e would always say " I love them fresh". Even though the market is qu