BH: After a week of searchings on this cursed planet finally found my target. He's frequent, ehm, customer, at this brothel called "Lure"... Lustful bastard, and secretive one, I must say... Got to the sky-parking across the street, found suitable place for "target practice" he-he. But something is wrong... Damn, a gunship! How the f... they found me? Well, I've got a surprise for you guys... Let's see what you're made of...
PS Totally tired of this... Sorry for some unfinished parts at this one, still hope you'll like it