Kill Fest

"Have you ever heard of this Kill Fest event taking place before?" she questioned.

"No, it's not something I heard of. Well, you have the computer, look it up," he told her as he waved the waitress over for a new round of drinks.

"Oh sure what do I look under Assassin Games?"

"Sure, why not."

"Like always Stryker, you're a big help."

"Just look it up, you know…..I would go a little easy on the drinks, we will be working with guns in a little while."

"Oh please, I can handle my drinks and my gun just fine," she said booting up her laptop.

"Still, I would go a little easy on the booze. If we are going to work together, I need your head clear.

"Ah…..who said we are working this together?"

"Oh come on Constantine, you know damn well that together we have a better chance at winning this thing than on our own."

"Yeah, speak for yourself."

"We know each other, let's take advantage of that."

"Yeah, I could always kill your ass after we win." Aurora said with a grin.

"Thanks a lot old friend."

"The research on the game will have to wait, the site's updated with new instructions," she said staring into the screen before turning it his way. Stryker followed her eyes as he read the assignment.

"It still didn't say who we are scoring, just to go to Penn Station," Stryker said looking up into Aurora's eyes. "That's under Madison Square Garden, it's not far…..come on lets go.