Chapter 32 Rome, 41° 54′ 0″ N, 12° 30′ 0″ E, Auditorium - Parco Della Musica

Andalas gazed across the dim lights of the Parco Della Musica Auditorium. The person he was trying to locate was on one of the balconies for the VVIP guests. His code name was Target O-12. The super-rich member of the 12th Organization.

Finding traces of the Italian man was not easy. Andalas had to observe his movement for three days. The security around him was very tight. Every time he moved, a dozen people went along with him. His bodyguards were not random people. Andalas even recognized that two of them were in the Consultant's database.

He had to be very careful. Because apart from the dozen or so armed bodyguards around him, Andalas was sure there were several more positioned at various points in the room.

Andalas managed to find information that Target O-12 was on balcony number 1. The best place to watch the orchestra which was supposed to start in ten minutes. Andalas was on balcony number 10 which was opposite balcony number 1. The ticket for this balcony cost an arm and leg. Andalas paid the whole balcony for himself.

He glanced at the travel bag lying under his feet. He can't assemble the Sako TRG 42 yet. The people on other balconies each had binoculars. Including the bodyguards of Target O-12.

The lights were off and only on in the part of the stage below. A well-dressed man accompanied by a tall, thin man appeared there. Andalas recognized the thin man as one of Italy's top Tenor singers. The show would start soon. The orchestra musicians were in their places. The Conductor stood up and raised his stick.

The well-dressed presenter introduced himself, the singer and the orchestra band. That was it! Usually the host would introduce important guests who presented in the theater.

Andalas had no more than 5 minutes to assemble the Sako TRG 42. In the 6th minute when the presenter introduced the important guest on each balcony, the lights would shine on the balcony where the guest was. And that was Andalas' only chance to take aim. Furthermore, the lights would only turn on when the show was over.

The emcee had finished introducing everyone on the stage. He looked at the list in his hand. Not long. Just a few people. Even if there were only a few people but if their names weren't mentioned, this orchestra would be in trouble.

"Our first super VIP guest is Signore Giovanni Sirigu!" Loud applause accompanied by lively music from the orchestra closed the small explosion and the subtle whir of the Sako TRG 42 bullet that aimed at the one named and now standing hunched over under the great beam of light.

Just as the spotlight shifted to the next balcony, Giovani Sirigu sat back in his chair. Or rather sitting with a small hole in his chest that split open his heart and pierced his back in the form of a large hole.

Those around him were completely unaware that Target O-12 had died in a sitting position with his hands on his chest the spotlight moved to the next balcony. The music behind the introductions also perfectly disguised Giovani Sirigu's short groan as the tip of the bullet came to pierce his chest.

Andalas disassembled the Sako TRG 42 and put it in a travel bag that can be folded like a backpack. Calmly he walked out of the balcony to the downstairs toilet and placed the bag and rubber gloves he had smeared with alcohol on the sink.

He deliberately did so as a special mark to the series of murders that he was about to commit. Inside the bag was a piece of paper written in red ink; For Organization from Pandemic Casualties.

Andalas exited the Auditorium Parco Della Musica and called the first taxi that passed by then said short Fiumicino Airport. He had a Rome-Buenos Aires ticket to the Target O-11 that was there.

It was a coincidence based on information from The Kitchen that the Target W-05 was in Buenos Aires as well.