An hour before sunrise and I was sitting on my Motorcycle wishing the sun would rise already, I was shivering as I waited for my target to show up. It was times like this that made me wish I had a car to sit in so I could be all night and warm, but I loved my bike too much to give it up. This blue and black Ninja was given to me as a present, I didn't want to let it go for anything or anyone. I rubbed my hands together trying to thaw out my fingers and get some heat going in my body, I looked up as voices came out of the hotel door and headed for the car three spaces ahead of me.<br/><br/>My target had finally shown his face I started the bike reeving the engine to warm it up and waiting for him to pull out before I did. I put space between us, and when a car switched lanes so did I, I didn't want to make it obvious that I was trailing him waiting for the perfect moment for him to study a bullet up close.<br/><br/>The car came to a sudden stop in front of an apartment complex and the target had gotten out, I turned down an alley and parked my bike before getting off and running in behind him. I stood behind him as he asked for a room, the check in staff had bad habits of yelling out the room number they were in "3B" I told myself as I walked over to the bar grabbing a drink and allowing the man to get settled before I paid a visit to is room.<br/><br/>Knocking softly at the door I heard singing out "Be right there sweet heart!" when the door was open he looked shocked and confused "You aren't my sweet heart!" he said before quickly trying to close the door back. I lifted my leg shoving my foot into the door in a swift motion making him fall back, I walked in closing the door and pulling out the silences pistol.<br/>"Your sweet heart says hello..." I grinned watching the look on his face go grim before I putt he bullet between his eyes. I took out my phone taking a picture of the body before robbing him of the cash and tearing the place up to make it look like a robbery gone bad. I stuffed the gun back into my coat before walking out closing the door and kicking it open just to put the final touches on it before walking out back to my bike and heading home.