All Chapters of The Assassin's Surrender VIIII: Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

April              “Give me the remote, Connor!” Connor lifts the television remote over his head with a sly grin as I try to reach for it. “Not until you agree that John Wick is the best movie ever made.”              I roll my eyes at his antics. He showed up at the apartment earlier and made himself comfortable while I sorted my laundry. I have to say, an upside of staying at his apartment is that not only does he have a gym that I use, but he also has a laundry room. You’d understand why it’s so important if you lived in New York. There’s nothing worse than going to an overcrowded laundromat with weird people and machines that barely function.              “I won’t admit to that. I’ve never even seen it.

April              I take out my lockpicking tools and work on the lockbox. Within minutes, I get it open. Micah, Gideon and Connor surround me, their expressions rife with curiosity. A smile curves my lips when I see that the box is not empty. I will admit that for a moment there, I felt nervous that there would be nothing inside. As carefully as I can, I remove each article. The box contains a small address book and several documents inside. I  take the notebook out and sort through its yellowed and smudged pages. But I quickly learn that whatever is written inside is in another language.         “I think it’s in Russian,” I hand the book to Micah before I reach for the documents. Some of the documents are bank statements, and the others look like purchase orders from foreign companies. My eyes widen with recognition of the names beneath the company lo

April              Adjusting my fitted bulletproof vest, I watch from an empty warehouse near Lynch’s supply warehouse as large delivery trucks come around the corner. It’s late into the night, and all we can see is the vast ominous skeletons of the industrial warehouses and the dark shift of the river’s lapping water. Solemn light posts stand like lonely giants across the empty lots, only to be accompanied by the midnight cloak of the starless sky. Connor, Micah, and I took point near the warehouse’s soiled windows while the others are spread out around other buildings surrounding the warehouse. The plan is to wait for Lynch, Waltman and their lackeys to arrive and begin unloading their cargo.              We all came prepared with our black tactical gear and weapons. Connor leans close and mutters. “The wait