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“No.”

“…Please put some more thought into this. We’d love to have a team member like you.” The man named Wake said, smiling a little. “…There’s free doughnuts on Fridays at the office.”

I looked away and shook my head again. “It’s better if I stay in the house, it’s safer for everyone like this.” When was the last time I even left the house? A couple months? A year? I’ve lost count of the days; they seem to meld together after so long. I didn’t have to go to the store anymore ever since the option to buy groceries became available online. Who needs to go outside and accidentally kill someone? I sure don’t.

Wake sighed. “Look, I know about your situation. I’ll make sure you won’t hurt anyone. You can have your own room to yourself if that seems more safe to you.”

“I really don’t want to do this. I hate death, what makes you think I want to do this? I’m not a murderer, and I don’t want to be one like you guys.” How did this guy even find me? I kept to myself usually, except for online on MMORPGs and other video game communities. Well now that I think about it, it wouldn’t be that hard to track me down, especially from Wake. He didsay that he hacked computers and stuff for the organization. Probably found my IP Address and everything about me from the web.

Wake just sighed and leaned against the door frame. “We’re not all murderers. If you really don’t want to be called a murderer, don’t kill anyone. We’ve got a couple of openings for other things that don’t require you to be on the field. Allen gets information by listening to the enemy. We could have you work on something like that until you’re more comfortable.”

I narrowed my eyes and shook my head. “You’re not really getting this, are you? I could accidentally kill everyone in the whole organization. Do you really want someone like that working for you? I could kill you easily, you know.”

“Which is why having you would be the best and coolest thing ever!” He cried. I’ve never seen anyone so excited about what I can do. Most people just stay away from me. “Of course, this would mean that you would have to leave your home here and come with me to Kansas City.”

“You guys run a gang in Kansas City? That doesn’t seem like a place a gang would hang out.”

“Hey, all the other big cities were taken. Also, it’s much easier to manage a smaller city. Smalls is thinking about expanding, but KC will do for now. I’m surprised you knew about KC, Mr. Canadian.”

Well, at least it’s a smaller city. I could probably manage there. Plus I bet they pay better than the job I do right now; working the chat rooms for troubleshooting and customer service doesn’t pay much. And the people are stupid. Most people were stupid when it came to customer service.

I pushed my glasses up and looked at Wake once again. “Do I get time to think about it? This is kind of a big think to consider. There’s the whole work visa and everything to sort out, right?”

“Sure, just tell me soon. I can probably get that all taken care of once you decide. Most of the crew is excited to have a new member. The Castors especially, but they can be assholes when they want to be. I would advise you to stay away from Deaf and Mute.”

Deaf and Mute? I guess they’re code names or something. Are they seriously excited for me to join them? “Yeah, I’ll keep in touch and tell you when I figure out what I want to do.”

“Awesome! Here’s my business card for when you wanna reach me. I’m glad that you changed your mind a bit.” Wake handed a flimsy little card to me, being careful not to touch my bare hands.

“…[email protected]?”

“Shut up. It’s my personal email. Anyway, I hope to hear you soon, Wen!” And with that, Wake turned around and started his way back to wherever he came from.

“Yeah…” What am I getting myself into?

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“Hey, we've got an assignment." I sighed and got off the couch to look at the tall guy who woke me up from my nostalgic daydream.

"Today's my day off, Wake. Can't you get one of the Castors to do it?"

"Blind, Deaf, and Mute only work together, Lockwood. Deaf is sick and took the day off." I could tell that Wake wasn't all too happy about this shit, either. He was off today, too. I bet Smalls called him in to work to back me up. I'm always the go-to guy because I live close by and I have nothing else better to do with my life. I don't exactly fit it still. I lived in Japan before I moved over to the States, but nothing on this world compares to my hometown. "What about Freytag?" I ask, hoping that rhyming albino was still in town. Wake shook his head. "He headed right back to Romania after he was done with his assignment here. You know he's part of the European division. It's not like he could even do your job even if he wanted to." Well, fuck. It's not like I hate doing my job, but I actually had things to do today. On most occasions, I actually like doing field work a lot. "So, where am I heading off to this time? Somewhere close, I hope." He answered by opening his laptop and checking the info on the assignment. "It says that it's just at the one of the clubs downtown. We got a nest ready for you to use. Sources say that the person who lives there is gone for the week on a trip. You should be fine." "So I just go in, go out, right? Easy job?" Seems pretty easy. I can do it tonight and go out and do what I want before the job. "Yup. I'm backing you up, of course. Should just be a one night sort of job. Client's name is Eric LaRue." Wake pulls up a picture and shows it to me. He looked noticeable enough, which made it easier to spot him in a crowd. He prints me a picture of the guy and hands it to me. "Be sure to get to the nest by 8:30, okay?" I took the photo and nod. This'll be a quick job. In, and out. No problem. "Yeah, I'll be sure to get set up. I'll be ready about nine o'clock. How much is this assignment, anyway? Did Smalls tell you?" Wake just shrugged and started to walk into his office. "We'll see later. I bet it's no less than $10,000. The boss pays well." "Whatever. I just want to get paid soon. Rent is almost up. I'll talk to you later." I gave the big guy a high-five before leaving the building. I live a short ways away, so I stopped by home to do a couple of things before I left for the job. Entering my condo, I lit some incense and gave my respects to my deceased friend. It's a miracle that I survived the first day here. If it wasn't for him, I might have been sent to a mental facility. He took care of me and taught me about this new place, this new world. He was my best friend before he went six feet under three years ago. I always made sure I paid him some of my time before a job or just whenever. He really helped me out, that guy. I was a pretty big handful before, I give him credit for taking care of me. Akio, if you could see me now, would you be happy with what I've chosen to do? I want to say that he'd be happy with whatever I did, but how am I supposed to know what the dead think?

I grabbed my things and drove to the destination. The nest was a twenty minute drive from here, but it was right next door to where the job was, so it wasn't too bad of a place. I parked a ways away from the place, about five minute's walk from the apartment and started to head out there. It was still bright and the sun was slowly making its way down the horizon. A couple of people passed by with their headphones in, jogging along their normal route. I went up the flights of stairs and made my way to the nest. Facing the door, I opened up Apt #805 and made myself comfortable. Well, comfortable enough. I had to keep the place exactly the same for when the owner of this place came back. I got a laptop set up and placed a sniper on the ledge of the window. "Wake, I'm in position." "Good. LaRue shouldn't appear until around one or so, not until the club gets started. Just hang out until then, okay? I'll send you the details onto your laptop as time approaches." "Mhm...Thanks, Wake." "You owe me. All the other hackers were doing their own shit today. I was going to try to get farther in Dragon Age. But no, I had to help you on an assignment again. The boss never lets me take a break. I mean, you're killing me, Smalls!" I could hear him laugh on the other end. I sighed. I don't understand many references, and I'm guessing that was one. I ended the call and went to go find something to do before it was time. The living room seemed like it was enough Whoever lived here seems to do nothing but watch movies and TV. Rows of DVDs and tapes were displayed on two shelves. Who can afford all of these movies? I picked out a couple that I remember my co-workers recommending to me and played the first one. I was getting to the part with Forrest Gump running across the country when I heard a scream. I stood up, knocking the chair down and stared at the figure. He looked about my age and was terrified as fuck. "Who are you, and what the hell are you doing at my apartment?!" "...Weren't you supposed to be back in like, a week?" Shit. Next time I see Wake, I'm throwing him in the zoo with the animals. "REESE THERE'S AN ASSASSIN IN OUR HOUSE" The guy yelled, or at least, that's what I thought he said. I didn't stay much longer after that. I grabbed my shit, apologized as best as I could, and ran off before he could note any defining features to tell the police about. --- I hurried home and threw my stuff on the couch, burying my face in my hands. This was the worst assignment I've been on in a long time, topping even my first job out. I talked to Wake about what happened and he just laughed. "Did you say #805? I meant #809! I know that it could sound the same, but jeez! Akakios, you seriously have to listen harder next time." "Fuck you, Wake."