Fire
A little under three days passed.
Rui spent most of the time in the Republic of Menrea, fleshing out his contingencies as he spent his time observing the target Herguson Meine from a good distance away with the help of his two sensory techniques. He had identified the man's tics and other movements that could be used to predict his movements ahead of time.
All the preparations had been completed.
It was time.
There were only a few hours to go before the estimated time of assassination provided by Fauche.
"That'll do." Rui quickly locked the door to the roof of the house he had chosen to reside on.
He lay flat on the ground as he observed the Senate Hearing commencing.
The security measures were quite accurate to the information provided by the Martial union and by Fauche. Rui had committed all of them to memory.