All Chapters of Target Down - The Ghost Assassin : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

4 Chapters

Just A Man In A Suit

The lights from the towering Hilton Hotel and all the surrounding restaurants, bars and nightclubs, pour down, shining at their brightest. Making the streets of downtown New York glow and flash like the strobe lights on a dance floor. Minimizing the night's ambiance and turning it into a false sense of day.Party goers of all kinds roaming the sidewalks, holding tightly onto their pockets, while passing the myriad of beggars which loiter the alley way entrances, the half naked whores standing at traffic lights and their pushy, blinged up pimps, all the while looking for the next club entrance lines.Miserable food critics and the hungry waiting impatiently to be ushered in through restaurant doors. Letting the aromas of the kitchen's specialities out, adding to the already mixed night air.Hotel porters opening and closing doors. Unpacking vehicle trucks and pushing their luggage carts as they go about doing their jobs.Random people just out for a night stroll. Some walking their pe
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The Delivery

"Skylar, hunny!" Came my mother's sing-song voice billowing out from the front doorway.I lazily got up from my desk, pulling my earphones off and around my neck and sticking my head out of my bedroom's doorway so I could hear and see her, standing there in her pale blue uniform with a white apron on. All ready to head out to work.My mother is a tall petite woman with a fair, even complexion and a pretty but stern featured face. It's her pale copper, wavy hair, cut into a long bob and her light blue eyes that make her stand out and popular amongst the male diner patrons and the envy of the women. It's also those features I inherited from her.She works night shifts at the local 24 hour diner, in town, as a waitress. She could get a much better job, with all the degrees she has, if we had to move to any one of the bigger cities but she's not interested. It's not like we need the money anyway.The father I never knew and don't hear my mother speak of, left us with enough money to put m
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Much Love, Your Father

My Dearest SkylarI know we haven't met. Nor have we spent any time together. As much as I didn't want to, I have had to watch you grow up, silently and from a far.I am also sorry to drop such a bomb shell on you as this, however, if you are reading this letter we will sadly never get the opporunity to meet face to face as I am most likely dead.I freeze for a few seconds, no longer chuckling at the thought of this being a prank. I scan down to the bottom of the letter to see what name is at the bottom. I stare at the name for a bit too long before deciding to carry on reading.I have sent a memory stick with this note as writing a letter would have taken forever. The memory stick will also allow for you to get to know me face to face.I know I have no rights when coming to you, however, I think you have the right to know who I am.The one thing I do need you to do is, once you have read this letter and have watched the video, to destroy it. It is imperative that you do.No-one must
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My Father

"I'm sure by the whole cloak and dagger way you received my package that you can guess I'm not some paper pushing accountant or some billionaire that didn't love you or your mother." I watch the video closely. Noting how this mans' smile is a slight pull of his lips to the right. The way he scrunches up his nose when he says something he didn't like. The faint shimmer of sadness in his eyes. His voice holds a sense of something he wants to tell me but is being held back. He sighs with a dropped head, then looks back at me. "I guess there's no need for me to beat around the bush and I won't blame you if you at first don't believe what I'm about to say, but it's the truth. The reason I wasn't around for you and your mother is." He again pauses, like he's about to come out of the closet, almost ashamed. I remember when Nathan first came out, he too had that look of shame, although, looking at my father I can see that it's bigger than that. Something tells me that I'm going to wish it
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