Last Contract

"In less than three hours he would be killing the Greek shipping magnate. And probably one of his bodyguards. Maybe even his beautiful French mistress... if she happened to be there. He had killed twenty seven people in his seventeen years as a professional assassin. An average of one person every seven-and-a-half months. And still no police record. Not even a traffic ticket. At approximately 9:10 AM he would be in the hotel, on the landing in the fire stairs between floors eleven and twelve. There he would pause to open his briefcase and quickly assemble the weapon. to open the briefcase, assemble the weapon, load it and ditch the briefcase would consume exactly nineteen seconds. Another contract, another minute, another life!"