Cougar stood on the thin ledge outside of his target’s apartment room. The middle-aged man, known for killing Brotherhood members out of cold blood, was sleeping in front of the TV which was still on. The TV was blaring something about Viagra, so nobody would be able to hear the target die. Cougar checked the window for wires, then popped it open slightly and slid inside the small room. He crept over to the seat the man was sleeping in. Suddenly, the man shifted and the chair lunged forward out of its lounge position.
Damn Cougar thought. His hands were about to crack the man’s neck and they were hit by the man’s face. The man sat up and growled, immediately seeing Cougar who was headed for the window. The man grabbed at Cougar’s ankle and pulled him back through the window. Cougar’s head hit the window sill as he was pulled in and then the man threw him into the opposite wall. He fell to the carpet. It had been a long time since Cougar had fought.