That morning he woke up to someone banging relentlessly on his door. Groaning, he got up and slowly made his way towards the hall and answered whoever was there. No sooner had he opened the door, someone pushed him back inside and pinned him to the wall. He didnâ€™t even get a chance to say anything. Cold eyes glared at him with a displeased look that told him that he must have heard about what happened the other day. Tucked under the manâ€™s arm there was a newspaper, and it only when he saw the headline that he knew why this man was here and why he was so angry with him. He had every right to be angry with him considering he had failed not once, not twice, but three times. Three strikes and youâ€™re out. That was a principal rule of being a hitman for it showed incompetence and could result in termination.<br/><br/>Honestly he had been expecting Jonah or Roy but this guyâ€¦ he knew him very, very well. If they sent him to confront him for his failure then this really was serious and he would probably have to find a new career. He did not fight back against the man but acted submissively instead. Knowing that he should not fight this he looked at the ground in defeat and relaxed his posture more.<br/><br/>â€œYouâ€™re just as professional as they say,â€ the man said in a snide tone, clearly livid by what had happened as well. â€œDo you know how much youâ€™ve fucked up, Azrai? You know theyâ€™re not going to be happy that you failed to take out a target. I doubt you even know how important that particular target isâ€¦ we gave you that mission for a reason.â€ He pressed his hands harder against Azraiâ€™s throat, snarling at him. â€œYou do realize that they are not going to be happy about this. You know how we feel about cleaning up your messes already, and now youâ€™ve fucked up big time. What the hell were you thinking compromising the mission by making that foolish decision? Itâ€™s not like you at all.â€ There was another pause before the manâ€™s tone softened a bit. â€œYou should be grateful that I donâ€™t kill you here where you stand.â€<br/><br/>Once the man finished speaking he released Azrai and took a few steps back. He rubbed the sore spot on his throat and without a word continued to look away from the man. He had been absolutely right about everything. He had fucked up, he should be terminated, killed on the spot and yet it seems he was being spared. Perhaps he had gotten that good of a reputation that they were giving him a second chance? It was possible considering that he was a valuable person to them and they wouldnâ€™t just kick him out because of one mistake; they were probably willing to be a bit more lenient with him. It was something that he appreciated greatly but right now was wary of. Would they kill him or would they give him a chance to set things right once and for all? So far all he seemed to be doing was screwing up so he would not blame them if they did decide to kill him.<br/><br/>â€œI apologizeâ€¦ I did not intent to make such sloppy mistakes on purpose, I assure you,â€ was his muttered reply once he found strength to speak. Thinking back to when he took the shot, he regretted it then and was really regretting it now. He should have expected it to get him in this much trouble, immediately cursing his impatience.<br/><br/>The man sighed and ran a hand over his face, throwing the paper in Azraiâ€™s face. He had caught it before it hit the ground and read the front page over carefully. This was just perfect. Wouldnâ€™t be the first time one of his messes were in the paper and he knew it wouldnâ€™t be the last either. Hopefully it would get cleared up as soon as possible before he was found out and got arrested. He knew that they would not want to bust him out of jail a third timeâ€¦ â€œI donâ€™t know how long it will take to clean up this mess.â€ The man said, almost as if he had been reading his mind, as he began to slowly pace the living room a bit. â€œThe boss is certainly not pleased, youâ€™re aware of this Iâ€™m sure, so donâ€™t be surprised if you get a call from him.â€<br/><br/>â€œI am aware of this, I assure you. I promise that I will see to it that, should it not get cleaned up as fast as we would like, I take care of it personally.â€<br/><br/>â€œYou neednâ€™t worry too muchâ€¦ In fact just lay low. Youâ€™re getting taken off this mission.â€<br/><br/>But he was worried as hell already and the fact he was being taken off of this was frustrating though he understood the reasons why. He had been incompetent. And soon he would have to hear it from Roy as well. This day was turning out to be a hell of a lot worse than the last.