"Just certain people who seek me out to do their dirty betting.“ Frank stated. He sat down on his chair with no interest of reading the newspaper or the book nearby. Not with someone he didn’t have the slightest distrust for. The man could put on trust me face, but he was good at spotting the terrible things someone has done.
“And what is this task of yours?” This was his second task and he felt like some errand boy when it came Ky because he was being sent out with a mission. An raised an eyebrow not the fact he would have kill targets, but to cause a distraction. This was not something the Punisher was none for, not his kind of thing. “Why would I be causing a distraction?”
“If we’re going to be completely honest, I don’t, nor have i ever needed anyone to do my dirty work.” In truth, Ky could have done it himself, but he knew that sometimes it would benefit everyone if outside assistance was obtained. That way, things may actually go entirely to plan, and not as haywire as they usually did.
“I can do it myself, but,” he trailed off for a few moments as he then grunted. “I believe you could help me.” Even if he had to word things just right so maybe castle would listen to him in complete detail. “If you don’t like the term of distraction… think of it was a job while I do what’s needed; the real dirty work and you get to have a bit of fun.”
There was ever a time and day where Frank would chose to be left alone in his own company it would be today. Luck was not on his side. Now he had to deal with whoever decided to find where he was when he just wanted to have his cup of coffee in silence. He mumbled cuss words under his breathe. He grabbed one his nine millimeter handgun and placed it in the belt of his jeans. He needed to be sure this person who is walking inside of the place.
With seeing who was entering his safe house, the former marine allowed his guard to drop a tad bit and walked back to where his cup was sitting waiting for him to drink. He took a sip of it when his eyes did not leave the person who was walking in. “So what do you want now?” He asked with annoyance as evidence in his voice. He thought doing this one job would get the other off of his back for good. He thought wrong. He just had to see what he wanted in order to get his peace and quiet with his coffee for a bit. // @hellfirebound liked this for a starter.
“Is that really how you greet everyone?” He asked, eyebrow lifting at Frank for a few moments. He was going to have a full on sarcastic rant, but instead, Ky thought better of himself. No, he wasn’t going to do his usual bit today – maybe later or next time.
“Either way,” He mused, taking a step forward. “I doubt you’ll have much objection to this little task of mine.” Even if he did… Ky knew if he put just enough pressure than he’d get his way. Well, most likely he would – failure as always wasn’t an option. “I just need you to take out a few people and more importantly… cause a distraction.”
Frank thought about it for a moment with being skeptical of what is to come of this deal he was about make. ❝ I’ll do under the condition no innocent bystanders getting HURT in this. ❞ No one who just a bystander are to get hurt or killed. He only killed those who DESERVE the PUNISHMENT for their crimes.
No one was truly INNOCENT; that much was clear since he was a boy. Of course, ATTEMPTING to debate that slight notion would be difficult —- even more so with the one before him.
❝ they WONT. I can swear to that. ❞ It was a LIE, a falsity, since everyone was GUILTY in some way or another, but Ky would KEEP things simple, and not ENDANGER anyone who wasn’t needed. That much he could SWEAR to.
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