Chapter 5: Making a Tyrant Disappear

There are many sides to what I do. Seldom does it involve removing the body to make it disappear. The e-mail made me sit back and think, both because of the location of the target and the special request to make sure the body was never found. I finally sent my account number, and three hours later, the money was in my account. I began to plan my moves before I even left the villa.

When I walked into Somalia, my skin was darker, and my hair was black. The contacts in my eyes made them look brown. It had taken me two weeks to get here. It took me another three weeks to get the target’s routine down. It was a Friday night, and everyone was celebrating, especially my target. Almost all my movements were at night, so they were used to seeing me then.

The large estate was crawling with armed men. The few women were inside the main house. It was an hour before pre-dawn when I went over the wall. Almost every man on the estate was asleep. It was easy for me to enter the main house and move into the back. The man I was after was the warlord, so I was careful until I saw his guards passed out in the hall.