“I was just doing my job,” Rouge uttered, standing with his arms crossed as he stared at the virtual hologram of a woman's body in front of him. His whole life, he has never seen the face of their infamous Jane Doe.

Jane chuckled. “This is why you are one of our best... Although you may have been caught up from your previous mission, you're the only one we could entrust another high mark target.”

Suddenly, the hologram flickered and jumbled into an image of a black-haired man.

Rouge's eyebrows perked up. 

“Raul Archambeau, a heavily rising leader of Ark System Corporation. An outstanding feat for a nouveau riche. Quite the proof that he is indeed... a dangerous man."

Rouge stared at the seemingly elitist man. He had strong features. 

“And what could Mr. New Money possibly do for such treatment?”

“You need not to know, Agent 69. It is a matter classified as confidential by the highest board.”

“Keeping secrets, huh?”

“Remember, Agent 69. Curiosity kills the cat.”

“Anyways, it’s not like you're giving me a choice. Brief me about the mission.”

“Raul Archambeau is hosting the corporate's seventeenth annual socialite party in one of the major cruise line industry, Coral Lines.”

Raul's picture disintegrated and formed into the image of a rotating cruise ship. 

“As your previous objectives, the mission is to assassinate your target. Archambeau is the man of the show. Although, it's not as easy as it sounds. The area will be swarming with heavy security and public attention. Entering is just as risky as breaking out.”

“Nothing is ever easy in this job, Jane,” Rouge pointed out.

“But you certainly does make it look easy, 69.”

“I just unintentionally make it look like it.”

Jane hummed. “I bid you luck, Agent 69. But remember, you must succeed in this mission. If ever the opposite happens, Archambeau must never catch you.”

Rouge tilted his head. “Have I ever failed a mission, Jane?”

“Very well. Good luck, Agent 69.”

Rouge patted his black trench coat and plucked his briefcase on the ground. He turned around. The soles of his boots hitting the marble floor echoed throughout the room as he walked away.