Aiden immediately covered the plate again and turned towards Miss Jansen "Miss Jansen,could you pass later? I need the room" Miss Jansen dropped the pillows she was arranging and stormed out.

Aiden then brought out his laptop and inserted the drive,instantly the screen went blank before an icon popped up,it had the picture of a politician,his schedule for the day,personal data and other informations "So this is the target....Roderick Van Der Maar,leader of the opposition party in Rotterdam" Aiden read through the file quickly before walking to his briefcase and opening it,within it was a disassembled sniping riffle "Seems getting close isn't an option,I wonder why I took the job in the first place,the pay isn't even that good" He muttered while closing the briefcase.

A few hours later after cleaning himself up he left his room with his brief case in hand,he walked down the stairs in his long red silk jacket,black turtleneck sweater,pants and leather boots,he attracted lots of curious looks from both staff and customers (I seriously think there is something wrong with my civilian clothing) he thought.

Out on the streets he walked straight to the nearest bar,he had been in the country for just a day after all and couldn't really discern which place would be the best and his target wasn't going to be at the pre-decided killing spot till 8PM .

The place's exterior looked well kept,clean and friendly,the atmosphere was so different from his motherland, Russia.

Once he walked in he quickly scanned the room and its customers,he instantly recognised the familiar scent of cakes and coffee that  lingered in his room,it probably came from here,the people in the bar seemed pretty normal,from the laughing couple in the far left to the group of old men who shared happy stories of their youth  amongst themselves on his right,Aiden walked on to the bar stand and sat there until the owner approached him " What can I get you young man?" Aiden stared at the man who was probably in his sixties,with a bulky body and extremely powerful looking arms "A cappuccino and three short cakes" He also replied in Dutch,the man nodded and glanced at Aiden's briefcase with a sinister smile "Nice briefcase boy" He commented before walking to the coffee-maker, Aiden couldn't understand how Dutch people could ask strangers certain personal or invasive questions,their straight forwardness was truly remarkable, maybe that was why their country had such a peaceful environment since they were able to voice out their opinions so easily, as he waited for his order Aiden's glance fell on the TV, another transmission was aired in the local channel about the violent riots and it seemed the first seeds of similar violence and cannibalism had started in Amsterdam's airport,as he watched intently he couldn't help but notice that something was wrong with that tape being shown,he was so absorbed in the news that he didn't even hear the bar's door open or the old gentlemen enthusiastically speaking with the new-comer until the person sat casually a few seats away from him, at this point Aiden looked over as he temporarily met the gaze of a familiar face with silky brown hair and innocent green eyes,but the innocent expression was soon replaced by an irritated one.

"Here is your  order young man" the bartender said as he dropped the tray before Aiden, however, the man's attention was elsewhere so the bartender followed the man's gaze and smiled "Kara come over here". Miss Jansen immediately rushed towards him and hugged him from the other side of the bar stand,this confused Aiden  and this fact showed greatly on his usually blank face "That is the first  expression I have seen you make Mr Strauss" Kara said with a subtle scoff.

"Uh?" was all Aiden could utter before the bartender cut him off  "So you know my little girl?" Aiden simply nodded slightly and went back to his cappuccino, so he couldn't see the bartender mouthing  "Is he your boyfriend?" this made Kara yell "DAD!!!" The man laughed as he dropped a coffee before her,he then kissed her forehead and finally left to sit with the rest of his old friends.

Kara sighed while she took her coffee and started walking away "Miss Jansen,would you mind sitting with me for a while? I still have a few hours to spare before going to finish my job"