Puppy Face

The city was plunged into a deafening silence that night. Everyone was sleeping peacefully in their beds, unaware of what was happening up in the hills which overlooked them. There were only a few lights in the streets but most of the place was drowned in darkness. 

Overseeing the sleepy city was a lone figure standing atop a grand mansion on the hills. He was quietly watching it, as still as a statue. A stray maple leaf floated in front of him and he caught it with one hand. He stared at it for a while before putting it in his pocket.

It was time.

….

A black car stopped a few meters away from the mansion. Inside it were five men who were studying the house with interest.

"What's the plan, boss?" one of them asked.

Their boss was Harry Shun, a blonde man in his thirties with a matching moustache and widespread dark eyes. He was an expert marksman and a member of the mercenary group, Infernal Hallow.