It had been 13 years since the war ended. Three years since he was assigned deep cover in Moscow. He had imagined this day since he was first approached by the CIA in college. His first assignment. Now, he found himself in an empty building with a rifle and a picture of a man. An enemy of the United States.
During his training, he had considered the fact that he would have to kill someone. He just didn’t expect it to be on his first mission. Don’t think. Just let the training take over.
It was almost time. He watched the doorway through the scope. The door opened and the man appeared. He walked toward his car. Just squeeze the trigger. There was a muffled sound in the room and almost instantly the man’s head exploded. It had all seemed a little less graphic during training.
Get up. Leave the gun. It was a Russian model and could not be traced back to the CIA. Walk out the back door and onto the street, calmly. He walked down the street looking like all the other Russians on their way to work.
Well, he was in the war now. Spy. Patriot. Murderer. Langley had not prepared him for this rush of emotions. Regret. Sorrow. Exhilaration. They also could not prepare him to live with the image that was now permanently burned into his mind. The image of a man he had just murdered. Murdered for the sake of his country.
This week's challenge:
1) If you do this week's challenge, be sure to let me know, please.
2) Also, link back to Diminished Fifth. If nothing else, he'll see that people are following that link to his site, and will investigate.
Rules
1. Maximum length: 250 words.
2. The setting is: Moscow, USSR
3. The year is: 1958.
4. Within the story, you must use this text: for the sake.
If you prefer, you can set it in Moscow, Idaho.
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