Three weeks before retirement, Edwinski died. Physically, he had been getting old rather quickly (shown by greying hair and worsening test scores) but mentally he had been getting sharper (the result of years behind a desk). Which was partly why he was cleared to go on that final mission- that, and the identity of the target: Edwinski’s foe of some two decades, Legwinsky.
Edwinski had feverishly led the team that had tracked Legwinsky’s operations across the globe and reconnoitred his hideout before planning the smoothest operation possible: one that would allow Edwinski to enter his enemy’s innermost chamber, do the deed and retreat safely and securely to base for debriefing and three weeks of decommissioning and farewells.
The mission was executed as slickly as many had been before by Edwinski, both personal and professional, through a long career from trainee to senior. However, Edwinski’s age caught up and overtook him at the last, the spy’s reactions having dulled and his muscles tightened just enough to mean he didn’t get his shot away first.
A single blow to the chest put Edwinski on his behind. This only served to clear his mind at lightning speed, though, and, with a snarl, he returned a shot that found his great enemies’ forehead, so quickly that Legwinsky’s face remained frozen in a smug expression as he fell back.
As for the spy, he could do nothing but lie back and take it like a man and so, shortly after his final kill, Edwinski died.
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