Chapter 134: Infiltrating the University
Alex had no idea that he and his mother had suddenly become the targets of an internationally renowned assassin. Because of this, he went about his normal business when he woke up the next day. But the Assassin herself had spent all night trying to get all the information she could about Alex. And what she had found out made her second guess her attempts to kill the young man in direct confrontation.
“Name: Alex Smith
Age: 19
Profession: Cage fighter
Former Combat Experience: 2023 Eastern Rock Country Club Hostage Crisis
Formal Training: Hand to Hand, CQB, Urban Warfare, and Basic Marksmanship.
Relationships Status: Polygamous–17 known lovers
There is far more to this man than one would think upon initial observation... It is ill advised to engage him in direct combat... Although he does seem to have a weakness for beautiful women... Perhaps seduction is the best method of assassination?
Judging by the man’s excessive lust, this method is likely to end in success. But my own lack of experience in the art of seduction may potentially cause a critical failure in the mission. Still, other methods of assassination have a higher chance of failure. Thus, seduction is probably the most efficient methods of fulfilling the contract.”
The young African beauty was named Amahle, and she was a former covert operative of the National Intelligence Agency of South Africa. However, after growing disillusioned with her job, she suddenly went AWOL, and began a career as a freelance assassin.
In the years since, she had eliminated well over a hundred high profile targets across the globe. But never before had she been hired for a job as petty as killing a soon to be ex-wife if a wealthy billionaire, and her only son.
However, her instincts had told her after reading Alex’s dossier that there was more to the man than meets the eye, and after making a few calls to South Korean intelligence, she learned this was definitely the case.
Thus, she was currently debating with herself what would be the best way to insert herself as a potential love interest for her target. One that would allow her to get close and kill the man without him suspecting anything. Her first suggestion was random chance encounter but after only a few moments of contemplation on this, she believed such a scheme was likely to arouse suspicion.
But after some thorough digging, she found that Alex had a habit of stealing women from other men. And he was currently in the process of doing so to a classmate of his. The current target of Alex’s affection appeared to be his childhood friend, Emily Parker.
Although her primary target was Diana, Amahle felt as if Alex took higher priority. She only had a week to assassinate the both of them, and with Alex’s background, he would likely get in the way of her attempts to assassinate his mother. Thus, once Alex was out of the picture, Diana could easily be taken out.
With all of this in mind, Amahle had come up with a sinister plot to get Alex to notice her, so that she may seduce him, and assassinate the man when his guard was down.
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Alex showed up at school the next day, the same that he always did. Although on this day, something felt different. The people around the school were all talking about one thing, and for once, it wasn’t the drama between Alex, Chad, and Emily.
Instead, they all mentioned the name of a single student, one which Alex could not even properly pronounce. Supposedly, a new student had transferred from a university in Kenya to UNLV, despite the fact that it was already in the middle of a semester.
The name that kept appearing was Zawadi, and if Alex was being honest, he didn’t really give a shit about this girl. Nowadays, he had so many women by his side that he was really only interested in heroines.
Thus, he went about his daily business, where he continued to escort Emily to and from her classes. After all, she had become dreadfully afraid of Chad, and the idea that he might assault her again if Alex were to leave her side for a single moment.
“God dammit Alex, you scared the shit out of me!”
Alex’s attention was entirely on Amahle, who was currently using the alias “Zawadi” for reasons that were completely unknown to him. Yet when he spoke, his words were addressing Emily.
“Emily, it’s almost five. We should get going. I have things to do, and if I’m going to be driving you home, then it’s best if we head out now.”
Amahle met Alex’s stare with one of her own. By now Alex was silently conveying that he suspected she was up to no good, and that he would be protecting “his girl” no matter what. However, Amahle would not allow Alex to slip from her fingers so easily, and thus she wore the prettiest smile she could manage and reached out her hand to properly introduce herself to her target.
“Hello, I’m Zawadi, you’re Alex right? Emily here was just talking about you!”
Alex wore a confident smirk as he firmly grabbed hold of the young African beauty’s hand and returned the gesture.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you... But like I said, Emily and I have to get going. I will see you around ‘Zawadi’....”
The moment Alex said this last part, he released his grip over the woman’s dainty hand, and walked away with Emily, leaving the would be assassin completely stunned. The way that Alex had said her name, it was almost as if he knew it was an alias. No, this wasn’t possible. She must be mistaking things.
Still, it would be best if she approached her target with more caution from here on out. Although Amahle was certain that she had done nothing to let her identity slip. She now knew that Alex’s sense of perception was better than most.
This meant that she would have to become extremely careful with her seduction attempt. After all, Alex had seen through her flirtatious façade by the expression in her eyes alone. This meant that he understood people better than most did. And for a person who made her living by pretending to be someone she was not, a man like Alex was her most dangerous foe.
As for Alex, the moment he led Emily away from Amahle, while he warned her about her new “friend”.
“Be careful around that new girl... I don’t know how to explain it, but she’s not who she says she is...”
Emily tried to look back, but Alex quickly stopped her.
“Don’t look back! Keep your eyes forward...”
The tone in Alex’s voice caused Emily to become slightly frightened as she asked Alex what had caused him to become so paranoid.
“What’s going on? Why are you being so paranoid?”
Alex, however, didn’t respond until he got Emily in his car. And by then he had begun to behave even more strange, as he looked under the car, and inspected it with his EDC flashlight. Ensuring that his brake lines were intact, or that there was not a bomb attached to the vehicle in any way.
Once he had performed a brief but thorough inspection of the super car, Alex climbed inside, where he drove Emily home. On the way there, she could not help but ask Alex again about why he was being so paranoid.
“Alex... You’re scaring me! What’s going on?”
Alex did not respond with his thoughts, simply because he had no proof to verify his claims, or even circumstantial evidence to make them seme remotely plausible. Thus, he simply scoffed, and said the words that were most likely to get Emily to back off.
“You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you...”