Han almost laughed out loud watching the corners of Azraelâ€™s lips twitch when the Bishop recommended Amy. He was aware of this new recruit and now and then, words floated to his ear speaking of her exemplary prowess in various disciplines. He knew Bishop was going to mention her name, among others. Obviously Azrael was aware of the fact as well and he didnâ€™t look too happy when his suspicions were confirmed. Somehow, amidst their picture-perfect career-graph and impeccably groomed culture, the male assassins came out to be strikingly anti-feminine when matters concerned their profession.  He never expected Azrael to come out any different. That guy was smart. Even if he was displeased, his face didnâ€™t show much except for that momentary twitch and the solitary frown line forming along his forehead. Han looked at him once more â€“ Azrael had returned to expressionlessness fast.<br/><br/>The Bishop was unbiased in his manner when he spoke out the names, but Han didnâ€™t miss the faint hint of pride in his voice when he mentioned Amy. Han made up his mind right then â€“ Itâ€™ll be the girl. Azrael will learn to chew down his ego and work as a team; Amy will learn to get off her high horse (and cure her anti-masculine feelings if she had any) and face the reality, beyond the training camp. Azrael had experience; Amy compensated the lack thereof by her motivation and enthusiasm. Theyâ€™d be a perfect combination.<br/><br/>The key to a successful Hunter-Killer combination was trust, and constant vigilance. In army, they call this as â€œwatching the sixâ€. The six referred to oneâ€™s back, but this was also applicable in a general sense, as giving your partner a constant backup. Hunter-Killer pair worked in the same philosophy. One person, the woman most likely, functioned as the hunter. Her job was to spot the prey, bring him in close if that were possible, and provide security while the killer took the target out. The whole time, they would be watching each otherâ€™s â€˜backâ€™. Occasionally a Hunter-Killer combination grew into a romantic (and most of the times, destructive) relation. This possibility was almost next to impossible in case of Azrael and Amy, but otherwise, Han intuition said they would learn to flourish in their roles.<br/><br/>He turned to Lobo first, â€œAmy will be perfectâ€ and then addressed both of them. â€œPadreâ€™s brother has a birthday next week. Though he has a strict no-celebration policy, they will still invite a small group over. Iâ€™m invited, so are you. Iâ€™ve talked with him [Padreâ€™s Brother], and arranged for two extra invites.â€<br/><br/>Hanâ€™s voice dropped all of a sudden as he took out a small blue folder. â€œNow listen carefully. The Padre doesnâ€™t have any say on this matter. We cannot neglect the threat on his life. He will be putting the whole Brotherhood in a compromising situation if he continues with his cavalier approach. His slumber...â€ he pushed the folder towards Lobo- â€œ...must be broken.â€<br/><br/>His expression turned grim, as he continued. â€œInside, youâ€™ll find details about his two personal bodyguards. They will be with him all the time during the gathering tomorrow.â€<br/><br/>He looked at Azrael. â€œYour assignment is to form a Hunter-Killer partnership with Amy. Both of you will get attuned to the new relation for the next few days. When the day of the gathering arrives, you will take out both of the bodyguards.â€ He paused and carefully studied his expression. Azrael had none. â€œI believe itâ€™s needless to mention what will happen if Padre came know about this.â€ Azrael nodded, a smirk finally peeping out of his lips. â€œYouâ€™ll copy the<span style="font-style: italic">modus operandi</span>of our new heavenly friend, Michael.â€ He turned to Lobo, after Azrael nodded once more. â€œYou, my friend, will personally oversee their training and make sure nothing goes awry.â€ Han poured himself another cup from the decanter and promised himself this will be the last, for the night. â€œOnce the job is done, I sincerely hope the Padre will understand what has been going on while he was sleeping.â€ He drained half the cup in one swig. The coffee was cold.