Death Master
Copyright© 2026 by Ka Hmnd
Chapter 7: Bringing in a Helper
I shook my head as I looked at the e-mail. It seemed simple at first, but it was far from simple. The man they wanted dead could only be gotten at in one place. The problem was the location. He was always moving but always spent one week every three months at a private resort. The resort was not some place a rich man normally went.
It was a nudist resort; even the servants went without clothes. There were only two ways in, as a guest or as a servant. The problem was guests were constantly being watched so they could be serviced. As for servants, they had to be couples. I sat back and turned to pick up the mic and headset.
I set up the call I wanted to make, and it was finally answered, but she did not say anything. I was quiet. “Do you want a job, Cynthia?”
She was quiet and then, “Amount?”
I smiled. “Five hundred.”
I could hear her shift around. “Vienna, Hotel Imperial. Two days.”
I hung up and started planning. When Cynthia walked into the hotel, I almost did not recognize her. I grinned and stood to move up behind her at the desk. “Hi honey, what took so long?”
Cynthia started to turn and then stopped. “I was doing some shopping.”
I nodded to the desk clerk and bent to take the suitcase. I nudged her back, and Cynthia started for the elevator. I pushed the button while watching her and then directed her out on the floor my room was on. I closed the door behind her and set the suitcase down and nodded to the couch. “Sit.”
She licked her lips. “I thought this was for a job.”
I smiled. “If it were not, you would not be here.”
I waited for her to sit and sat across from her and started describing the target and my plans. At first, she was tense, and then she seemed interested. “So how are you going to terminate the target?”
I shook my head. “Up close and personal. Now, are you in or not?”
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