Havoc squeezed down alittle harder to make the hitman grunt with pain. "See that's the thing, you don't have to anything wrong. All some has to do is want you dead and have the money to pay the hitman to kill anybody they want. Hitmen don't make contact with the client at all, we don't even know there names. But... there is some who does, and that's the person who is the middle man for the hitman and the client so no direct contact not even with the middle man. Now I'm high enough up in "The Organization" to know where they operate from. Well... actually they operate in all the continents of the world." He looked back at the hitman "So tell me, which continent were you in when you were contacted?" Havoc let off alittle to let the hitman answer.<br/><br/>The sniper answered "Here in central america, but you'll never find what your looking for."<br/><br/>"That remains to be seen" Havoc growled. "Now how should I kill him? By just squishing him, choking him, ripping his head off, ripping him in half, eating him, or a combanation of ripping him in half then eat him?" He smilled wickedly after saying the last one.