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'Been here ten kriffing hours already, and there hasn't been a single sign this guy is coming...' Mumbling a few choice words under his breath, Aiden stretched out his neck and shifted his position in his rooftop perch overlooking the penthouse suite in the top floor of downtown Shonruss hotel. He'd been asked by some local business owners to take care of the head of an extortion racket that had been a thorn in their side for some time now. Known only as the Cockroach, the Rodian and his thugs blackmailed the businesses into paying him a decent chunk of their profits. Admittedly, the Roach himself wasn't the actual target, the data disc he carried containing his blackmail material was, as without the the Roach had nothing to bargain and threaten with.
Aiden's local contacts had mentioned that the Roach was holding a meeting at his penthouse tonight, giving Aiden the perfect opportunity to swoop in and rid his homeworld's capital of corruption. Through his helmet's rangefinder, he watched as the enforcer Roach was meeting with stood and opened the door. The Roach walked in, the two shook hands, and they walked over to a pair of couches and a coffee table to start the meeting. 'Showtime...'
Triggering his jetpack, Aiden streaked across the gap between the two buildings, smashing through the plate glass window with rifle raised. As he skidded to a stop, Aiden blasted the two guards and enforcer, then pressed his rifle's muzzle into the criminal's face. "Alright bug eyes, hand over the disc."
Aiden's local contacts had mentioned that the Roach was holding a meeting at his penthouse tonight, giving Aiden the perfect opportunity to swoop in and rid his homeworld's capital of corruption. Through his helmet's rangefinder, he watched as the enforcer Roach was meeting with stood and opened the door. The Roach walked in, the two shook hands, and they walked over to a pair of couches and a coffee table to start the meeting. 'Showtime...'
Triggering his jetpack, Aiden streaked across the gap between the two buildings, smashing through the plate glass window with rifle raised. As he skidded to a stop, Aiden blasted the two guards and enforcer, then pressed his rifle's muzzle into the criminal's face. "Alright bug eyes, hand over the disc."
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