The man stood on the desolate city street. A hoodie cast a shadow masking his face. He stood there the only light that of a street lamp nearby.
His dark eyes glanced to his watch. The digital letters glowing a turgious color in the darkness.
11:42:35
He had three minutes and five seconds till his contact was schelduled to arrive. He stood there waiting. Every once in a while his dark eyes would dart down to his watch , watching as the seconds ticked away.
In his hand he clutched the hard drive. Waiting. Seconds ticking on till the time came.
His brown eyes darted back down to the watch.
11:44:24
Any moment now his contact would arrive.
"Hey" he heard the whisper as his contact approached walking down the desolate city street.
He turned to face the contact. The hoodie masking his features in a shadow.
"You got it?" His contact asked.
"Yes" he replied his tone still and monotone. Even though the other man couldn't see it there was a serious look set into his dark eyes "What about you?"
His contact pulled out a envelope from his jean pocket it handing it over to the man "there it's is. One thousand all in cash."
The man took it shoving it into his own pocket. He handed over the hard drive that he clutched in his hand.
"It's got everything?" His contact asked as he took the hard drive.
"Passwords, codes, profiles, program " he listed on "Yes everything you would need to destroy Scorpion."
"Pleasure doing business with you" were the last words the contact said before he exited. Walking away down the sidewalk disappearing into the night.
The man turned around walking in the opposite direction. Suddenly his cell phone rang. He brought it out from his pocket. Pulling it up to his ear.
"Walter O'Brien speaking."
