#3 au

@ofassassination

       He had employed the assassin under the guise of needing some peddly bandits down on Pandora eliminated, nothing he honestly was worried about. But Jack had known about their secret, the markings that hid underneath the sweet boy’s clothing. What Atlas had done to them prior…. Enough dollar signs was able to catch the other’s attention, not even making a formal meeting before transferring the credits into Ffam’s bank account.  

      This would be the first time the two were to be in each others’ physical presence.

   So there the head of Hyperion sat behind his desk, boots propped up on the top of it and crossed at the ankles as smoked filled the room. The tobacco haze swirling from the masked nostrils, a cigarette between false plush as the end of the filter was chewed on.  A glass of cognac held in prodigious fingers, the dark liquor swirled around in the clear container. What the older man really wanted was to obtain this prize before Rhys would, he knew the brunette had been sneaking into his files when the cyborg would come over for meetings.