No Way Out

Down the lanes of New York...a cars speeding at 90kmph...it stopped at the red signal...the glass comes down and puffs of cigar smoke comes out...thru the smoke one can see the bright blue eyes of Edward ..a man who had an educated look on his face...he seems to be thinking of something..vendors pass him with newsparers and flower sellers are moving briskly from car to car...in one corner of the post the policeman is fining a car parked at a no parking zone...edward frowned at the policeman...he never liked policemen right from his childhood..right from that day when a policeman hit him on his face for disrespecting a rich man...edward hated two things the most in the world....the rich and the authority...he likes to be free..he doesnt like others taking contrlo over him....after a glass of whiskey in the evening..he speaks philosophy(p.s:people who had worst experiences in thier life preach better philosophy)...as the signal turns green...he steps on the accelerator..and the cars speeds again..he stops at a street inhabited with families...they are going home after the days work..he saw children playing in the park...it reminded him of his childhood...hes unlike other children..he was discarded by his parents ...he often spoke about that he had the word loser written all over him when he was born...and he added '' they left me to continue winning in thier life probably '' ..... then he grew up with the streets...learnt the worst lessons of life....while he was lost in his imagination a car came honking loudly and stopped at the end of the street...the place was deserted..he took a photo from his coat and compared it with the man who came in the  car...after confirming that both are the same...he set out in the street...he lit yet another cigar..probably the umpteenth one... '' this is gonna kill me one day '' he thought...and started walking towards the car...he reached the car and the man in the car was waiting for someone...edward took a gun from his coat and pointed towards him..its in point blank range...no chances for the man in the car to escape....the man in the car cried...''please dont kill me''...these words always have a profound effect on edward...he always get into a trance when he hears them...he dont know the reason why he had to kill them...hes never seen him until now...he doesnt know his name...but....he has to kill him...as he was said to do so...its his profession...hes an assassin...but somewhere in his mind he has a drawback ...a very dangerous drawback .. which assassin's shouldnt possess....a doubt ..a doubt on why to kill people...he had it...he know hes gonna die someday...he has in his wierd philosophy that '' everyone in this world is going to die someday '' .. no one said its wrong to think like that...so he took it for granted...suddenly another car came into the street rushing...it hit edward from backwards...he flew and fell near a garbage post...he was about to get up when he felt sharp pain under his neckand in his chest...blood came out ..he didnt know what happend...he started bleeding profusely..he was unable to gain his ground...he fell back to the floor...he rememberd the words of his boss...''in this kind of life...which u chose to live...theres no time for thinking...especially thinking of what may happen to others...if u do...then its bye-bye for you''.....these words rang in edwards ears...he never listend to those words...because one of things he hate is '' the authority ''