The True Memoirs of an International Assassin Page #4

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- Is that Masovich's place?

- You know what this means?

- Double down on our bet?

- Well, yeah.

But also, if he's met with two

of the three kings of Caracas,

we should probably tell the third.

And I should probably download his book.

You forget about me, bacon bits?

So, Masovich must have

had a chat with you

and said you could leave the country.

No strings attached.

- Yeah, maybe one string.

- Yeah, I know.

- I heard the whole thing.

- Yeah? Well, I'm getting out of here.

I just saw a man get murdered,

actually, in the face.

- So, I'm going to the embassy.

- Go ahead.

I promise you, you go in there,

you will die.

The guy's got eyes everywhere.

Even here.

He wants you to kill El Toro.

This is good.

But this is insane.

I'm not an assassin.

Now I've got two contracts. Two.

How is this good?

Because it confirms Anton Masovich

is protecting the president.

All I have to do is prove it.

And then I can have them both extradited.

The president's all about the high life,

which Masovich is obviously financing

with his drug business.

Look, if El Toro wants you to take out...

Take out the president,

why don't you help him do it?

Because, McRib, my job

is to uphold the law, not break it.

Do me a favor.

Can you stop with the names?

Sorry, I didn't know you were

that sensitive.

Yes. I am sensitive.

To dying. I'm different that way.

My mother would be like,

"Why are you scared of death?"

I don't know. I guess I'm allergic.

It turns out I'm allergic.

I'm allergic to death.

I understand. This is a scary place.

But if you wanna make it home alive,

you've gotta get out of your head,

and get in the game.

This guy has the attention of El Toro

and Masovich?

Well, it seems that way, Mike.

Cut that Mike sh*t right now, slick.

It's either my real name or el Presidente.

Relax, Miguel.

We all know you grew up in San Diego.

Maybe Masovich and El Toro

believe this guy actually is legit.

- Well, is he?

- No.

- Look at him.

- Mm-hm.

Well, we don't know that for certain.

I will interrogate this Sam Larson.

It is, after all, a matter

of national security.

S, s. Have General Ruiz talk to him.

Fine. But don't make any other moves.

We've all worked way too hard to maintain

the balance of power in this dump.

Dump?

Yeah. Dump.

Come on, Mike. You hate this place

as much as we do.

I know, I know. But do you have

to keep reminding me?

Yes.

This is the address to my safe house.

- I'll pick you up tomorrow.

- Tomorrow?

Don't even think about going out.

Masovich owns half the cops,

and controls the airport.

You can't risk being seen.

Yeah, but you've got backup, right?

I'm a one-woman operation.

I gotta believe the U.S. government

knew what was happening...

CIA wants to maintain the status quo.

Nothing more.

I learned my first year down here

that if I wanna do any good,

I have to do it myself.

Sounds kind of lonely.

La cuenta, por favor.

Don't worry.

It's on me.

Your gun. Now.

You're coming with me, Ghost.

- Juan, I'm sorry about locking you out.

- Move.

What if I don't?

- I said move.

- Already moving.

Let's go.

I don't like to fight women.

I can see why.

Get in the game!

You and I aren't done yet.

Looks like we are.

You follow us and you die.

- You're not gonna kill her.

- I'm a freedom fighter, not a murderer.

But you said you'd murder me.

For you, I will make an exception.

Let Mike and General Ruiz know

they just left Caf Luna.

- Cleveland, look alive. Come on, man.

- Sorry.

You know the Ghost was hired

by the Brits in '88

to take out the leader of that last coup?

General Sanchez?

Actually, I didn't.

But I guess that makes sense.

MI5 definitely wanted him gone.

Well, either this guy had some

crazy contacts...

or he might actually be the real deal.

Just call General Ruiz.

Where are we going?

Back to El Toro's.

But I didn't have a chance

to kill the president.

We both know you won't.

- That's not true.

- It is.

You are a man of words, not of action.

I punched you.

- You punch like a small child.

- It hurt you.

- It tickled.

- No, no, no. I'm sorry, I saw your eyes,

they got all glassy,

like you were about to cry.

- "Like a small child."

- I'll spank you like a small child.

Oh, yeah? Why don't

you try, and see what the Ghost does?

- You are not the Ghost.

- Really?

Where's your gun?

Like I said, all words.

Oh... Maybe I am the Ghost...

God! Really?

Oh, man.

Now it is your eyes that are glassy.

What is it?

- The army.

- The army's bad?

When you're a rebel trying to overthrow

the government,

it doesn't get much worse.

- Come on.

- All right.

- We wait here till night falls.

- But that's your truck across the street.

If they see us, they'll shoot us.

They find us here, they'll shoot us here.

We gotta go to the truck.

- Not a good idea.

- Come on, Juan.

- Get out of your head, get in the game.

- Hey!

El bao?

El bao, por favor?

- El bao, can I...?

Don't talk.

What is your involvement...

with El Toro...

and Anton Masovich?

Masovich wants me

to kill El Toro. El Toro,

he wants me to kill the president.

Confusing, right? It's...

I wasn't gonna do it, by the way.

I would never...

I wasn't gonna kill the president.

- It took El Toro long enough.

- Excuse me?

El Toro has been turning the people

against the president for years.

Let me guess.

He wanted you to do it

at the inauguration ball.

Yes.

- So clich.

- I thought so, too.

- It felt a little on the nose, you know?

- Listen.

Mason, Ghost, whatever your name is.

- Sam. My name is Sam.

- Sam.

I had a tiny cat named Sam.

That would be a kitten.

- In the States, we call it a kitten.

- Kitten.

Thank you.

Listen, Sam.

Forget all those offers.

The president needs you

to help him take out Masovich.

Masovich? I would have thought...

El Toro... I'm just lost.

I'm just...

If El Toro needs you, then he clearly

can't get to the president on his own.

Masovich, on the other hand, has had

his claws in the president for years.

The longer the president

appeases Masovich,

the greater the chance

that he will be exposed and disgraced.

Yeah.

I just wanna go home.

And I will get you home, if you do this.

Will you kill Masovich?

I really don't want to, so...

Then you will be tried and executed

for plotting to assassinate

the president of Venezuela.

I'll do it, though, I mean...

I'm happy to hear that.

What is your plan?

I'll do it at the inauguration.

Really? Same place

you were going to kill the president?

If everybody thinks

I'm gonna kill the president,

no one will suspect

my actual objective.

And with Masovich's bodyguards

all outside during the party,

- he will be at his most vulnerable.

- Are you sure it will work?

Already did. Islamabad, '02.

Afghan arms dealer never made it home

from the state dinner.

- I like how you think.

- He's talking about Chapter 12.

Why would an actual assassin write a book

about being an assassin?

- It's beyond stupid.

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