Interesting calling cards
Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 12:17 pm
About a month ago someone or something began stalking and eliminating my best men. I lost 1 group of well trained infiltrators, never to be seen again. That did not seem all that odd, regrettable, but not overly unusual (I understand even the best slip up eventualy).
Not being one to take a hint, I redoubled my efforts to discover who was behind the latest batch of setbacks. The night after I paid a little bird to watch a meeting I was interested in, one of my most trusted couriers was found dead, his package stolen, (the loss of that gift in transit cost me a great deal of status). This would also be normal (and grounds for a full on war with the killer's boses), except for the calling card. My most trusted men are being found on their backs, arrayed as if for burial, with a white handkerchief covering the breast. Below the handkerchief is a perfectly circular hole that goes all the way through the chest. The only blood ever found on the scene is what little is found on the handkerchief, always exactly centered, and never exceeding the borders of the hole below it. The heart is never found.
Last week I recieved news that my penthouse in Tokyo was demolished by a "natural gas leak". Next I finally get a lead on the man who was moving into my territory, only to find out he is not a man. Then I hear of a theft at shrines that have always been "off limits" to anyone not pure of faith (my father said that McAurther visited them once and ordered they be left alone). Right after I make arrangements to get back to deal with this crisis, I am accosted by two men claiming to be federal agents. Now I must spend my time here while matters of actual importance happen In Tokyo. To top it all off I can't locate Master Li, and greatly desire to speak with him at length over my current endeavor.
I am a suspicious man by nature, but this seems just too untimely, too much for such a short span of time for it to all be coincidence. (now to figure out what parts are coincidence and which are related)
Not being one to take a hint, I redoubled my efforts to discover who was behind the latest batch of setbacks. The night after I paid a little bird to watch a meeting I was interested in, one of my most trusted couriers was found dead, his package stolen, (the loss of that gift in transit cost me a great deal of status). This would also be normal (and grounds for a full on war with the killer's boses), except for the calling card. My most trusted men are being found on their backs, arrayed as if for burial, with a white handkerchief covering the breast. Below the handkerchief is a perfectly circular hole that goes all the way through the chest. The only blood ever found on the scene is what little is found on the handkerchief, always exactly centered, and never exceeding the borders of the hole below it. The heart is never found.
Last week I recieved news that my penthouse in Tokyo was demolished by a "natural gas leak". Next I finally get a lead on the man who was moving into my territory, only to find out he is not a man. Then I hear of a theft at shrines that have always been "off limits" to anyone not pure of faith (my father said that McAurther visited them once and ordered they be left alone). Right after I make arrangements to get back to deal with this crisis, I am accosted by two men claiming to be federal agents. Now I must spend my time here while matters of actual importance happen In Tokyo. To top it all off I can't locate Master Li, and greatly desire to speak with him at length over my current endeavor.
I am a suspicious man by nature, but this seems just too untimely, too much for such a short span of time for it to all be coincidence. (now to figure out what parts are coincidence and which are related)