As Yevgeny drove back to the rendezvous point, a silent Hans in the backseat checked his watch again. 2:39AM. He breathed a sigh of relief that the ordeal was over with so quickly, and for once without a hitch. He had until the hour, perhaps he could have some fun before getting back to work. But even while Hans daydreamed about what to do after his success, one of his bodyguards was not so calm. Mikhail turned to look Hans levelly in the eyes, and clearly the man was surprised by the serene smile on Hans' face. In Russian, once again, Mikhail began: "Were you not worried that Wei would simply order you shot? I would like to think of myself as a skilled bodyguard, but when outnumbered 5 to 1 even I will doubt surviving. But you never even flinched once."
This broke Hans from his contemplative state, and the man slowly turned to look out the window. "I was never in any danger, Mikhail. Dust makes me invincible. There's no need to fear those who can't hurt you." Hans' deflection of the potential danger did nothing to sate Mikhail's curiosity, though. "But even with Andrei and Vitaly standing by with the drug, they could have killed you instantly before you could even signal them. I can't think of being more vulnerable than surrounded by an armed enemy." Hans turned to Mikhail and smirked, but said nothing. "This is not the first time you've tempted fate either. There's rumors that you've dealt with the Red Mafia." Hans simply kept smiling. "Oh really?" "Oh Yes. Said that you were selling the same drug to them as well." The grin on Hans' face only got wider. "And yet here I am, unharmed. A testament to my invincibility." Mikhail's face took on a hard look as he said the damming bit: "Those 'rumors' go on to say that they killed you once your business was done."
At that the smile on Hans' face melted away. A tense moment of silence passed between the two, and for a moment it look as if they were going to pull their guns on each other. But Hans simply began to speak, saying, "You're very well informed, Mikhail. I'll give you that. Tell me, do you have any regrets?" This clearly caught Mikhail off guard, as the man was silent for a few moments as Hans simply fiddled with his cigarette lighter. "No? None at all? Or simply not willing to tell me. That's practical, I suppose, but sadly it does mean that you go without a last request." A surprised look crossed Mikhail's face for but an instant before slight spasms rocked his body. Though the car began to swerve gently, Hans calmly put the lighter away and waited for the spasms to end.
A moment later, Mikhail regained his composure and looked straight at Hans. In perfect English this time, the man spoke, "So tell me, why did you hit the panic button this time Charles?" Briefly a look of annoyance crossed Hans' face, but he settled into a cool stare. "Hans has gotten too famous. Mikhail had figured out that he had died once before. Couldn't risk him putting the pieces together; we'll have to dispose of him." 'Mikhail' groaned a little and slumped back into the seat. "Damn it. It took weeks to find these two, you can't just keep killing off anyone who happens to stumble upon us." "No, we will do so. I'll not have this operation exposed because of little mercy for those caught in the crossfire. If they pose a threat, we eliminate it."
'Mikhail' said nothing, but simply glared at Hans as the car continued to drive along. From the front seat, Yevgeny turned his head slightly to address Hans, "What about the driver?" A moment of silence, then Hans responded. "He technically hasn't done anything, but he might have been listening to our conversation. We can't risk it, the lot of them will have to go. Might I suggest the nearby river?" 'Yevgeny simply nodded and made a sharp right at the next intersection, but instead of leading down a road it led off the bank and into the river. As the car sank beneath the water, the three of them simply sat still as darkness enveloped them. The three bodies weren't fished out for hours.
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