‘Beep. Be..’ He turned off the alarm before it finished its first cycle. The dial read 06:00, but the number meant nothing. Day and night had become indistinguishable over the past few weeks and sleep was something that didn’t come by easily. The adrenaline rush, the tight schedules and the compulsory attention to details, “nights” whizzed by tossing and turning. He was the chosen one, over other candidates (eligible no doubt). “You are going to make…

It was a stiffling afternoon. The everyday sounds of a busy residential area enveloped him as he remained hidden in an alcove. Tuning out the noises, he listened intently. The trees stood quiet, the leaves silent. “No wind”, he thought and that suited him fine. As he waited for his target, he reflected on what he was about to do.