I was in Boston MA on an assignment. And as assignments went, this was an easy one.
A straight up 1-2-3.
Catch the low-level bureaucrat, beat the information out of his flabby frame, then snuff the sunuvabitch and report the info to my asshole employers back in Langley.
Easy money.
The target was a haughty little dweeb by the name of Martin Gillis. He was livin' large and rollin' with the big-boys. I mean REALLY big boys. When I was doing my homework before the job, I found out that this Gillis dude was living in a 12.5 million dollar penthouse apartment, was toolin' around in vintage Ferarris and was even a member of the notoriously exclusive Somerset Club. I mean even God can't get into that place. Yet somehow ol' Martin Gillis was able to pull all this off on a mid-level diplomat's salary of about seventy to eighty thousand a year. This guy definitely had some side action going on. And from what I heard, that side action was unsavory and involved hurting people…
Naturally, I followed little lord Gillis and his posse of ass-kissers to the fancy pantsy theater district where he waltzed into the Boston Opera House. I tried to follow, but was stopped - I had to get tickets. Damn! I quickly got into line and plunked down my ninety bucks.
Once I got inside - I scanned the magnificent, marble and gilt-edged dump. The place was stuffed to capacity with pompous asses. Trying to blend in, I kept my long overcoat on over my black tux to conceal the .50 cal. Desert Eagle. I didn't anticipate needing to use it, but it always was good to have in a pinch.
My seats were in the nose-bleed section, but it wasn't long before I spotted the little bastard. In one of the box seats next to the stage. I zoomed right in on Martin Gillis' bald head, and I was surprised at how well it picked up the house lights.
As the lights went down, I switched to thermal, then digital to keep a sharp watch on my boy, as he settled in for the show.
It turned out to be some bull-shit play about ancient Greece. And lemme tell you, it was tedious as hell and long as fuck. I just wanted to drill a hole in my head to let the friggin' boredom out.
Finally, mercifully - we got to the last scene.
Thank GOD!
I thought to myself as I maintained focus on my target - Gillis. The finale slowly crawled to the climax, and I heard one of the characters on stage gasp and exclaim:
"Behold the Erinnyes come!"
What the fuck are "Erinnyes?"
For the hell of it, I decided to finally check out what was happening on stage. I "beheld" and saw three really hot, dangerous looking chicks come whirling out onto the stage. I accessed my files, to learn what the hell an Erinnye was, but couldn't find anything. I finally just had to admit defeat and bring up an internal Google search - and there they were - the three Erinnyes: Alecto the unresting, Megara the jealous, and Tisiphone the avenger. They had bitchin' swords and flowing robes and shit.
Cool.
One of them, Tisiphone had these super bad-ass moves, long finger blades that looked wicked sharp. I smiled to myself as I watched her "slay" the warriors on the stage and thought:
Shit - damn play finally gets good and there's only five minutes left…
The house lights came up and we all piled out. My mark had decided to go for a stroll with one of his lady friends and I followed at a safe distance as they left the main drag and headed down a deserted street. It looked like they wanted a little quiet time to themselves. Fine by me.
This job keeps gettin' easier.
When they disappeared into a tunnel that went beneath the parking garage. I decided this is where it will go down and opened up to a brisk walk. That's when I heard the scream.
I dashed to the mouth of the tunnel and slammed right into the girl Gillis was with. She was runnin' out covered in blood - it wasn't hers - but she was in a total state of shock - I could see it in her haunted eyes. I grabbed her and tried to get her attention.
"Hey -hold up there honey pants - what the hell's going on in there?!"
I shook her trying to get an answer -
"HEY! Talk to m-"
"Let me go! Oh god… OH GOD - run! It's a monster - there's a muh - a monst - please let me GO!"
She was squirmin' like crazy in my grip and when I let her go, she just tore outta there like her ass was on fire.
I sprinted into the tunnel - it was pretty well lit, but empty… except for Gillis.
He was about as dead as a guy can get.
Just sliced to pieces. I mean I've seen some bad stuff - hell - I've done some pretty sick shit myself… but this was up there with the worst of it.
Weirder still, was the person crouching near him - as if I wasn't even there. It was a woman, and I wondered how she - how anyone could make that kind of a mess out of someone so fast. I called out to her.
"Hey - freak show - What's the big idea?! I needed to talk to that guy and you -"
She turned. It was like an icy wind suddenly passed right through me as I recognized her… she was the actress… the one from the play!
Erinnye… Tisiphone - the Avenger.