CHAPTER 43

BLAIKE IVERSON'S POINT OF VIEW "A new day to start,  and the day that my mission would end, " I determinedly stated to myself. Yesterday's event was a  good day and a little bit awful. At that moment I wanted to end my life because of all the negative things that keep happening in my life. But every time I remembered Amelia, I could see hope. I wanted to end my life because of all the problems and stress I had. But at the end of the day,  I should not be wasting my time thing to die. Because I had a lot of important things to do. I had to finish this mission,  be with Amelia,  and complete my family. All I think of yesterday is the bad things that keep happening in my life. I never realize the good things that were happening to me. A bright future ahead of me. A family that was waiting for me. And a girl of my dreams that I wanted to be with. "Is this all the files and evidence that we gathered? How about videos and pictures? Did you put it all in one drive?" I asked one of my men. Because I ordered on him earlier to put all the pictures and video's that we had collected. He must put it on one drive so if we sent it to the police it would just be easy for us. I was busy putting all the evidence one by one. When I remembered I get some piles of papers on the shore. Where Mr. Walson and his men,  do their illegal transactions. FLASHBACK I looked around and saw a pile of paper scattered around the ground. I picked it up,  and some of the pictures of a girl and some kids were printed on here. Some of their information was also put below their picture in each of the coupon bands. I pick up all of the papers and put them inside my backpack. Maybe I could investigate some of these people to know their connection to Mr. Walson. Because why their information and pictures were scattered in that specific area. Does this pile of papers just accidentally fly from the hands of one of Mr. Walson's men? Did one of Mr. Walson's men throw this? After I pick all the papers END OF FLASHBACK I already did some background checks on each person,  in each paper. And all of them were reported missing. Maybe they were kidnapped and sold by Mr. Walson's men. I sat down on my chair while putting all the evidence in one brown envelope. I put the two flash drives into plastic and also put them inside the envelope. I was using some gloves while gathering all this evidence. I didn't want the police to know who I am. And I didn't want to leave some fingerprints. I am just doing my job and helping the police. "Blaike, " a familiar voice called me. He sat down on the chair across my table. "Yes?" I asked him while I raised my eyebrow. I put down all the papers that I was doing and looked directly at him. "We had already freed him. We change his identity,  together with his wife,  kids, and also his parents. They are already now boarding the plane going to another country. We also gave them five billion in cash as we have talked about, " Rod stated. Very Good! He did well! We already freed the men of Mr. Walson. Because he already did his part,  and we lock him for almost eight months. He had already given us a lot of information we would be needing. He already did his part,  and now we are doing our part as we promised him. I don't want to see his wife,  parents or even his children to be involved in this. I don't want to see some kids or women suffer for things that they didn't do. I didn't know if his family knows about his work. But it was none of my business. For now,  I just needed to fulfill my promise to him. "Very Good!" I praised him. "How about their house and visa to Italy? How about their protection?" I asked him. I just needed to make sure that his kids would have a comfortable life there. "We already bought three houses for them under their names. Also, fours car for them to use. And some of our men would be guarding them to their new house. We would be guarding them for ten years to ensure their safety, " Rod answered. Rod does the job well. He could be the perfect fit for this place when I leave this organization. Because he is the one that was with me when I am doing every mission that I make. He was the one to see how I work on my mission,  and what is the strategies that I used. He would be a perfect leader someday... He just needed more experience than I do. Maybe someday I would just know that he would have a higher ranking. Maybe not now,  but soon. I could see the effort through his eyes and actions. He was so determined on every mission we get. "Okay! You can send this to the police now!" I ordered him. "Noted!" He replied and left. I was now left in my office alone. Thinking about what should I do next. Because I can't the fact that Mr. Walson was still my uncle. He was my mother's,  brother. I just have to kill the person that was dearest to my mom. But I have to do it,  so he could not do inhuman things again. I just took a deep breath and sighed... I was stuck between killing my uncle or letting my men do it. I needed to finish this mission now. I looked at the email of one of my men on my laptop. He just send me the location of Mr. Walson. Mr. Walson would be attending one of his conferences. There would be a lot of hotels that I could use to stand by. When he gets out of the building,  I would use my snipper to kill him with one bullet. I would make his death easier for him. Because no matter what I do we are both related. But I am not as cruel as he is. I looked at the box across my table there is the bag where I put my sniper. I stand up and call a hotel and book a room. Gladly they had the perfect room that I wanted. ************************************** I was nowhere in the room of the hotel. The room I booked was good,  I could perfectly kill Mr. Walson in one shot in this kind of position. The angle of this room was perfect. I get my bag and put on some gloves. I began to place my sniper gun on the right angle. I loaded it with bullets so that I could make sure,  on one trigger he could be dead in an instant. After I finished arranging the equipment that I will use to kill Mr. Walson. I calculated the time that he would go out from the opposite building. And my calculation I needed to wait for half an hour. I just turn on my alarm and go to the bed. I would take a nap for a while. After a few minutes, my alarm went on. I washed my face in the bathroom and used some gloves. I opened the window in my room to aim at Mr. Walson. He has already gotten out of the building. I am just waiting for him to walk on the spot where I wanted him to step. When he was there I pulled the trigger. And on one bullet,  his body was now laying on the road,  he was bathed by his blood. A lot of people were now panicking. Some called an ambulance,  but Mr. Walson was already dead because I shot him directly on his forehead. I started packing my things to check out from the hotel. Even I know there was chaos outside. Probably the evidence that led to Mr. Walson's crimes was now in the hands of the police. They are on their way to arrest him and go to their main hideout to collect more evidence. "My mission is finally over..."