Assassin Read Online Free
Author: Kodi Wolf
once you get there... Please press 1 on your touch-tone phone to repeat this message or press 2 to..."
Case deleted the message and turned off the phone. Great, I need to find an airport. And I'm going to have to leave the truck somewhere..., she thought, as she headed back to the motel to get her stuff and check out, dialing information for a local travel agent on the way.
Rain showed up for work at Mr. Rossi's at 3pm as usual, but when he saw her, all he did was hand her a manila envelope and tell her good luck. She was escorted out of his home and got in her car to return to her own apartment. As soon as she was in the door, she sent her keys skidding across the dining room table and sat down on the couch to look through the envelope.
She pulled out several credit cards along with statements for each of the accounts. There was also documentation for a new cell phone account for the brand new state-of-the-art cell phone at the bottom of the envelope. There was a sealed letter that she tore open and began to read.
It detailed her new role as a hit woman for Antonio Carlotti, though neither his name nor hers was ever used. It also described new code phrases she would be required to use for all phone conversations with someone who was only referred to as 'Doc.' There was a phone number she was supposed to call and she assumed it would connect her with this Doc person.
She looked at her watch and saw it was almost five in the afternoon. She decided she would call in the morning. First, she needed time to reconcile the conflicting feelings she was having. She was excited to finally be taken into the inner sanctum of the Carlotti empire, but her oath to uphold the law had been sorely battered during her last three years as Erica Raineri, and she had a feeling it was only going to get worse from here on out. If she accepted her new position, and she had no doubts that a refusal would not be tolerated, then she was sure to end up in a situation where she would have to take an innocent life or blow her cover.
She knew that she would not be held accountable in that type of circumstance. In fact, she knew she was expected to commit criminal acts while undercover and no one would hold her legally responsible. A few innocents' deaths would be a small price to pay to take down Carlotti and his organization, but it didn't make her feel any better about the possibility. It was a lot easier to rationalize the deaths of the men who had attempted to kill her and those she was supposedly working for the night before.
Rain let her head fall back on the couch.
She had joined the FBI to do exactly what she was doing. Shortly after her fourteenth birthday, her older brother, who had been a police officer, had been shot and killed during a drug bust. Salvatore Carlotti had been responsible for the drug trafficking and he had paid the men who had gunned down her brother. The day after the funeral, she'd decided to join the FBI so that she could take down men like Carlotti and stop them from hurting anybody else.
She had the brains to become anything she wanted and she knew it. In fact, at age sixteen, she'd graduated with honors from the private boarding school where her father had sent her, and immediately began working towards a doctorate in psychology at the University of Virginia. She'd earned her M.A. by age eighteen, and then split her efforts between the University's Law School to earn her J.D. at age twenty-one, and the main campus to get her Ph.D. in psychology at twenty-three through a special accelerated program.
Splitting her time between the two goals had caused her to add an extra year to complete her Ph.D., but that had worked out fine. The FBI didn't accept anyone under the age of twenty-three, so the extra year had put her at the right age to apply.
With her degrees and superior athletic abilities, she'd been placed at the top of the list of her recruiter and had breezed through the whole application and acceptance
Case deleted the message and turned off the phone. Great, I need to find an airport. And I'm going to have to leave the truck somewhere..., she thought, as she headed back to the motel to get her stuff and check out, dialing information for a local travel agent on the way.
Rain showed up for work at Mr. Rossi's at 3pm as usual, but when he saw her, all he did was hand her a manila envelope and tell her good luck. She was escorted out of his home and got in her car to return to her own apartment. As soon as she was in the door, she sent her keys skidding across the dining room table and sat down on the couch to look through the envelope.
She pulled out several credit cards along with statements for each of the accounts. There was also documentation for a new cell phone account for the brand new state-of-the-art cell phone at the bottom of the envelope. There was a sealed letter that she tore open and began to read.
It detailed her new role as a hit woman for Antonio Carlotti, though neither his name nor hers was ever used. It also described new code phrases she would be required to use for all phone conversations with someone who was only referred to as 'Doc.' There was a phone number she was supposed to call and she assumed it would connect her with this Doc person.
She looked at her watch and saw it was almost five in the afternoon. She decided she would call in the morning. First, she needed time to reconcile the conflicting feelings she was having. She was excited to finally be taken into the inner sanctum of the Carlotti empire, but her oath to uphold the law had been sorely battered during her last three years as Erica Raineri, and she had a feeling it was only going to get worse from here on out. If she accepted her new position, and she had no doubts that a refusal would not be tolerated, then she was sure to end up in a situation where she would have to take an innocent life or blow her cover.
She knew that she would not be held accountable in that type of circumstance. In fact, she knew she was expected to commit criminal acts while undercover and no one would hold her legally responsible. A few innocents' deaths would be a small price to pay to take down Carlotti and his organization, but it didn't make her feel any better about the possibility. It was a lot easier to rationalize the deaths of the men who had attempted to kill her and those she was supposedly working for the night before.
Rain let her head fall back on the couch.
She had joined the FBI to do exactly what she was doing. Shortly after her fourteenth birthday, her older brother, who had been a police officer, had been shot and killed during a drug bust. Salvatore Carlotti had been responsible for the drug trafficking and he had paid the men who had gunned down her brother. The day after the funeral, she'd decided to join the FBI so that she could take down men like Carlotti and stop them from hurting anybody else.
She had the brains to become anything she wanted and she knew it. In fact, at age sixteen, she'd graduated with honors from the private boarding school where her father had sent her, and immediately began working towards a doctorate in psychology at the University of Virginia. She'd earned her M.A. by age eighteen, and then split her efforts between the University's Law School to earn her J.D. at age twenty-one, and the main campus to get her Ph.D. in psychology at twenty-three through a special accelerated program.
Splitting her time between the two goals had caused her to add an extra year to complete her Ph.D., but that had worked out fine. The FBI didn't accept anyone under the age of twenty-three, so the extra year had put her at the right age to apply.
With her degrees and superior athletic abilities, she'd been placed at the top of the list of her recruiter and had breezed through the whole application and acceptance
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