‘ for a screw up, you’re actually very bright. ’
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“--So I’ve been told!” Is the almost boastful reclaim. The woman is clad in dark; figure weighed down by a black ballistic vest that gives the illusion of a masculine stature, a ski-mask covering the entirety of her head save for the eye-holes. But even then, long lashes weren’t enough to make out who it was. Nothing but a voice; smooth and strong and cold, but still reaping it’s feminine touch. Jelani was tall, broad in the shoulders, and was pointing a service pistol straight at her target. Stalling like she knew she shouldn’t, but easily lured into banter if it means she got to see the shock in his expression when her bullet finally punctured his skull.
Jericho Salvatore Maranzano. 28 years old. Approximately 5′10. Maranzano family affiliate. $163,944,673.71 worth of a bounty on his head. Finding him was almost too easy with enough digging around, the word of Corraich being a dangerous target (with the price to back it up) being what drove Jelani to full-out gear. Though as she stands across from him, amused by just how underwhelming his stature really is to his fearsome reputation -- she almost makes the mistake of underestimation. But with a price like that on his head, (a price enough to make her eyes widen and excitement churn in her stomach), she knows that would only get her killed.
And so she had followed him for a few days, lurking where he couldn’t see at night and memorizing what she could of what she guessed of his routine. Until she could corner him as she did now -- following him into seclusion and cocking her gun when she finally found her moment.
The hitman smirks under her mask, brow raised, and aim steady -- if he makes even the slightest of movements she did not account for, he would be dead in seconds.
“I don’t think flattery could really get you anywhere, though. But, I’ll take your last words if that feels like a good equivalent.”