[ WP ] An assassin receives an unusual contract : a man on death row already slated for execution .

`` Good evening Mr. William.'' 
 
 Robert entered the room. It was mildly dark and had very little furniture: a desk and two chairs. Light entered through a small window on the righ. The man who greeted him was sitting, very relaxed driking something. 
 
 `` Good evening'' - said Robert 
 
 He knew he was being evaluated, Mr. Kuprych's eyes studied every inch of him and, before he could sit, Mr. Kuprych spoke. 
 
 `` Mr. William, you already know your target and his location as well. This meeting is only to discuss the matter of your payment and to answer any questions you have.'' 
 
 *'' Any questions I have? `` *, Robert thought to himself, knowing it was n't true. 
 
 `` Send the money to the bank account I told you. Half now, half when it's over.'' 
 
 `` Good.'' 
 
 Silence fell in the room, although very briefly. 
 
 `` Mr. Kuprych, why this man? He already has a death sentence, do n't you think you're wasting your money? And could n't you do it yourself?'' 
 
 `` Why yes, Mr. William, I could do it myself. But consider this a... *job interview*. I want you to work for me.'' 
 
 A few minutes later and the meeting was over, Robert left to complete his contract. 
 
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 Weeks later, after the contract was completed, Robert was working for Mr. Kuprych. Working for a criminal, a drug lord he assumed, even though he has never seen any drugs, nor Mr. Kuprych ever mentioned them. His job consisted of beating up or killing anyone Mr. Kuprych asked him to. At times it seemed slopy, especially the beatings because there was allways a gang with him helping out. It was a big bloody show, pushing the autorities to investigate, find them and arrest them. But they never had any problems. 
 
 A certain day, Mr. Kuprych requested to speak to him again. A new, risky, more professional job perhaps? 
 
 `` Good evening Mr. William.'' 
 
 `` Good evening, boss.'' 
 
 They where in a peer and the sun was just setting down, they were alone. 
 
 `` Mr. William, there's a big one coming up. And you'll be a part of it.'' 
 
 `` A job, boss?'' 
 
 `` Yes! A job... But for now, Mr. William, I want you to go to a certain house tonight and borrow something. `` 
 
 `` Tonight? No planning? No preparation time?'' 
 
 `` Do n't worry, it's empty.'' 
 
 `` Can you give me more details, boss?'' 
 
 `` Remember your first job?'' 
 
 Mr. Kuprych smilled at him, a poisonous smile...
