Professor Jones Pov (Seriously? No one got the reference?)

           "Sir...............One of the targets are dead." My assistant, Shaelia said. I finished sipping my wine.

"Which one?" I ask, setting the cup down. She looked at the paper.

"Caleb, Sir.......Though the Faith one is still alive and walking away from the first target." She reported. I chuckle.

"Yes. Very good. Now. Shae. Go get my dinner." I order. She nods and runs off. I had scared her enough so that she will do what I say. She comes back carrying tray of food. She sets it down in front of me.

"Here you go, Sir." She says. I take a bite of the chicken. A metallic taste fills my mouth. My throat begins swelling and I begin getting dizzy. I take a sip of wine to see if it will wash it down. My nose gets itchy and I gasp for air. My vision gets blurry. I take a final breath before I collapse on the tray.