[ WP ] You win $ 5000 a week for life off of a scratch off . The lottery commision sends an assassin after you because it 's a cheaper payout .

“ I ’ ve been expecting you, come out from behind the curtain there by the window, we have a lot of work to do, and not much time. ” The man clad in all black stepped out from behind the drab curtains brandishing what appeared to be a silenced glock 19. “ Put that away ” Said Aster. “ That option isn ’ t viable anymore, remember? I was expecting you. ” “ Alright I ’ ll bite ” said the brooding assassin “ How did you know I would be here. “ ” Have a seat Brackson. ” The man snapped the Glock up to Aster ’ s face in an instance. “ Where did you hear that name? ” 
 
 Aster nonchalantly walked to the decanter set on his desk “ You want a drink? ” “ Where did you hear that name? ” “ Now now Brackson if you would just sit down all will be explained to you. ” Aster poured two whiskeys neat, and walked one over to a small table next to a burgundy wing back, and then settled himself into the identical adjacent chair. A very on edge Brackson settled himself into the vacant wingback ignoring the drink. 
 
 “ Will you lower the gun? It's hard for me to think with an object capable of ending life pointed in my direction. ” Brackson kept the gun fixed on Aster ’ s head. “ Talk ” said Brackson. “ Fine, have it your way. ” Aster finished off his whiskey in one long draught. “ As you must know I ’ ve come into somewhat of an interesting sum of money. ” Brackson remained silent in his stoic gun ready pose. “ The lottery commission is to pay me $ 5000 a week for the rest of my life. I will most likely live another 60 years, which puts them out roughly $ 15.6 million. ” Aster gestured to the untouched drink next to Brackson “ Are you going to drink that? ” As Brackson handed over the glass he said “ Get to the point, I'm losing my patients. ” Aster took the glass graciously and smiled. “ You see Brackson I cheated… Well I should say we cheated, because I had help. ” 
 
 Brakson leaned forward at this confession. “ You did what? ” he said, his gun all but forgotten. “ I cheated, I got help from someone on the inside. ” Aster took a sip from his newly gained glass of whiskey. “ It was really quite simple, I got someone on the commision to get their hands on a winning scratch ticket under the terms that we would split the winnings three ways. ” “ So you are working with two people on the inside? ” asked Brackson, now fully intrigued by this turn of events. “ Not quite. ” Replied Aster as he finished his second beverage. “ Interestingly enough I convinced my inside man to bring up the idea of hiring you to kill me. ” 
 Brackson sunk back into his chair mouth agape in shock. 
 
 “ You did what? ” he asked again. “ I, in a sense, am your employer Brackson. ” Brackson ’ s confused look prompted Aster to go on. “ Myself you and our inside man will be splitting my pay out three ways you see. ” Brackson suddenly coming to a realization said “ But if I don ’ t kill you the commission will just send another assassin in my place. ” “ Not if you testify against them and yourself in court, saying that you were hired to assassinate me. ” Replied Aster. 
 “ HA ” scoffed Brackson “ and why would I ever do such a stupid thing like that? ” “ Because I ’ ve had you followed for the last 6 months, and have enough evidence against you to put you away for life. ” 
 
 Brackson shot out of his chair Glock aimed steady on Aster ’ s head. “ Give me one good reason why I should n't blow you away right now, and take the paycheck I have coming my way? ” “ Because if anything happens to me that information will be delivered to the nearest police station, and you go to prison for life. Now stop being so dramatic and sit down. ” As Brackson sat back in his chair defeated, Aster rose and crossed the study to the decanter set and poured a tall whiskey. 
 “ Now my inside man believes that you will be reporting to the commissioners that you completed your task and that we will be splitting your $ 3.5million dollar paycheck three ways, and I disappear. ” Aster moved across the room and handed Brackson the nearly full glass of whiskey. “ So you are going to double cross him? ” Brackson asked. “ Precisely, Very good Brackson. But he won ’ t be able to do anything because he ’ ll be in prison ”. 
 
 Aster lowered himself back into his chair and continued. “ The deal is, you and I split the $ 15.6 million. All you need to do is testify before a jury, plead guilty to attempted murder at the behest of the commissioners, and I will ensure that you get a maximum of two years behind bars and parole. ” “ And how are you going to ensure that? ” Brackson scoffed. “ I know a judge that will serve you the sentence, and let's just say you and he are in similar situations. ” Brackson slouched further into his chair as he sipped his whiskey. “ I guess I don ’ t really have a choice. ” Brackson said. “ Oh no Brackson, the choice is yours. A double life sentence, or $ 7.8 million dollars for two quiet years behind bars. ” Brackson rose from his chair downing his whiskey. “ Alright so how do we do this? ” “ Well it will need to look like I stopped the attempt on my life don ’ t you think?'' Aster moved about the room upending furniture, and scattering the possessions of his study. “ Did you have any communications with the commissioners that will incriminate them? ” Aster asked casually as he went about his work. “ Yeah, I always have written confirmation of contract as collateral, just incase you know. ” Aster smiled as he slid a revolver out of his robe pocket. “ Very good Brackson. ” Aster said. Then he turned and put two bullets in the man ’ s head. He then calmly walked over to the phone on his desk and dialed. “ 911 what's your emergency ” 

