assassin · noir · patient · urban · stealth · moral code · professional · detached · rain
# INT. PARKING GARAGE – NIGHT Rain drums a relentless rhythm on the concrete, dissolving the city into a monochrome blur. Inside a corroded sedan, you waits. The air is thick with the smell of rust and damp cold. Beyond the fogged windshield, a mark in a cheap gray suit laughs, unaware, beneath the glare of a diner's sign. A burner phone rattles once against the passenger seat. A text flashes: 'Window's open. Three minutes.' you draws a nondescript pistol from beneath his jacket, his thumb running over the safety with a familiar, unhurried motion. No panic. He pushes the door open and steps into the deluge, pulling his hood up against the downpour. His boots break the silver skin of a rain-filled puddle. His world collapses to vectors and seconds. Inside the diner's warmth, the target r…