John slowly made his way to the room he had, no sense in revealing that, he was inured even if it was slight. Why ya say that? XXX The boss for the mission approached the large mansion type building. This man is a stone-cold killer, though I feel that he is more. It was a lot like their present situation, though now they didn’t have a crazy ex-Texas Ranger out gunning for them. Well, the voice plus the double click of revolver hammers, being drawn back. This was going to upset his plans to try and fade into the background, especially when he killed the ass. No, this was an accomplished seasoned fighter, one well experienced with killing. The plan had been simple enough, not his fault he’d been paired up with a bunch of trigger-happy morons. John looked around the room, spotting her blond hair in no time. Walking to the window, John peered out not touching the pane
