SHADE
INTRO: LAWYERS OFFICE
A young man in his late twenties paced back and forth. Nervous and scared filled with anxiety.
HENRY
What am I going to do? (Continues pacing)
Peering through the scope of a high-powered rifle. We see SHADE adjusting the scope, and then locking in a bullet.
SHADE
Okay, now come to the window little boy. (Chewing on gum)
HENRY
I shouldn’t have done that (Breathing heavily) I never should have done that (tearing out his hair)
HENRY walked over to his desk. Standing in the window.
SHADE
Perfect.
SHADE squeezed lightly on the trigger. A muffled BANG echoed followed by a shattering sound. Glass fell everywhere.
Now we see HENRY the young lawyer laid across his desk with a hole in his chest, still smoking.
ROOFTOP
We see SHADE disassembling the gun. Placing the pieces in a bag. Tossing the bag over her shoulder.
SHADE disappears through a heavy red door.
In HENRY’S office, staff is screaming in a panicked mode. Nobody knew what just happened.
ALLEYWAY
SHADE jumps into a modified CAMARO SS GT502, black in color all around, red racing stripes from front to back and chrome rims.
Firing up the engine. SHADE burns rubber and disappears onto the street.
LAWYER’S OFFICE
DETECTIVE LARSON examines the body. Older guy, around late-forties but doesn’t look his age. Standing in the doorway DETECTIVE SIMON, younger fellow around the same age as the lawyer HENRY.
DET. LARSON
So nobody saw anything or heard anything
DET.SIMON
No, they did hear something. The glass shattering, that’s when they came running in here and found him lying like that across his desk.
DET. LARSON looks the wound over.
DET. LARSON
High-powered rifle with a scope, I’m guessing.
DET. SIMON
What make’s you say that (looking at his partner)
DET. LARSON
Well if I wanted to make a hole that big in the heart (mimicking the hole with his hand) I’d use a scope on my rifle (showing DET. SIMON his hand)
DET. SIMON
Some don’t even use a scope
DET. LARSON
They do if it’s long range (looking out the window) where do you suppose the shot came from?
DET. SIMON walks up to DET. LARSON. They both look out the window and across the street.
DET. SIMON
Could be from anywhere
DET. LARSON
Yeah could be
Here we see a young gentleman in his late thirties; he was a handsome fellow walking into the office. BLAKE CHAMBERS a CIA operative working on a case involving a notorious ASSASSIN.
CHAMBERS
Hello gentlemen (British accent)
DET. LARSON and DET. SIMON both turn around. Looking at one another.
DET. LARSON steps forward
DET. LARSON
Who are you? (Waving his pen around)
CHAMBERS
Blake Chambers, I work for the CIA (walking towards them, hands behind his back)
DET. SIMON
What does this case have to do with the CIA?
CHAMBERS
Everything (standing over HENRY) the person that did this (making a circle around the body) is a highly trained killer.
DET. LARSON
How do you know that? Have you ever seen this killer?
CHAMBERS
I have but only a photo, never face to face
DET. SIMON
Why not? (Snickering) you afraid they might kill you or something
CHAMBERS stared at him with a distant and spare gaze.
CHAMBERS
Yes, I am afraid as should you be as well
DET. LARSON
Why’s that?
CHAMBERS
Because gentlemen she’ll be coming after you as well, if you continue to investigate this crime
DET. SIMON looks at LARSON then back to CHAMBERS
DET.SIMON
This is kind of our job, if you hadn’t noticed. We have to solve crimes like these
CHAMBERS
Yes but how many of them involved assassins
SIMON laughed. LARSON shook his head, snickering.
DET. LARSON
There’s no such thing as assassins
CHAMBERS calmly headed to the door. Turning around.
CHAMBERS
They do exist even if you don’t see them, but they can see you
CHAMBERS leaves the room. LARSON AND SIMON goes silent, staring at the door.
Not sure what to say, CHAMBERS looked over the body once and left.
DET. SIMON
I don’t believe him (doubting, shaking his head)
HALLWAY
CHAMBERS is dialing on his phone.
The phone rings on the other end, when someone answers. JERRY THOMPSON was another CIA operative.
JERRY
Hello
CHAMBERS
It’s her; she’s here in the city
JERRY
Are you sure? Las time you said that, she wasn’t anywhere near the city. In fact she was in another country
CHAMBERS
I’m positive it’s Shade; she left her signature mark on a young lawyer.
JERRY
Hole where the heart should be
CHAMBERS
Yeah a big hole
CHAMBERS presses the elevator button.
JERRY
Now what do we do? Even if she is in the city, there’s no way we are going to find her? It’s like looking for a needle in the haystack, of course her being the needle and the city is the haystack.
CHAMBERS
Don’t worry I have an idea on how to get a hold of her.
JERRY
How?
CHAMBERS
I’ll talk to you later
JERRY
Wait (stammering) how are you going to find her?
CHAMBERS
I won’t have to; she’ll come to me (smiling, hanging up)
The elevator dinged. CHAMBERS stepped inside. JERRY stared at the phone.
JERRY
Bye then
CHAMBERS took the elevator down to the garage. DING, stopping at the garage level. CHAMBERS stepped off.
Heading for his car, a CHEVROLET SILVERADO navy blue in color.
DIAMONDS PAWNSHOP
SHADE pulled into a seedy looking neighbor hood. Closed out stores, few left open.
Rundown PAWNSHOP called DIAMONDS sat between two closed shops.
SHADE parked in the front. Stepping out of the car, bystanders stared to crowd the car.
BYSTANDER #1
Nice car lady
SHADE
You like it
BYSTANDER #1
YEAH, it’s very, very nice
SHADE
Well (smiling)
Grabbing him by the back of the neck, slamming his face on the hood.
Quickly pulling out a silver DESERT EAGLE .50, pointing it at the other bystanders.
SHADE
(Turning back to BYSTANDER #1) It had better still be here when I get back and that includes all parts (pushing harder) understand
SHADE let him go.
Landing on his ass.
BYSTANDER #1
Yeah I got it (trembling)
SHADE moved the gun back and forth at the other bystanders
SHADE
And that goes for the rest of you two (Looking at the hood. SHADE wipes the oily smudge from the hood)
SHADE puts the gun away and smiles
SHADE
It’s been a pleasure (locking the car)
The BYSTANDERS quickly moved further down the street, away from SHADES car.
Inside the PAWNSHOP, items of various items hung on the wall, sat behind glass counters and cluttered the floor.
SHADE gave the man behind the counter a nod. He nodded back, reaching under the counter, pressing a button.
A glass case holding rare collectible knives started to separate. A hidden room appeared. SHADE stepped into a room filled with artifacts, diamonds, gold statues and other priceless objects worth over a million in the black-market trade.
Sitting behind a dark mahogany desk. A man in his early forties, not bad for his age, bald, scar under his left eye SANTOS is what he’s known by.
SANTOS
Shade (smiling) welcome back (Columbian accent)
SHADE sat down across from him.
SHADE
Scarface, how’s it going? (Sarcastically)
SANTOS
I’m not Italian (annoyed)
SHADE
(Lightly laughing) I know but with that scar, you look like a Scarface to me (smiling, chewing on gum)
SANTOS didn’t agree. Digging in the drawer next to him, he pulled out a yellow envelope.
Tossing it to SHADE.
SANTOS
Here’s your pay
SHADE picked up the envelope.
SANTOS
Good job on the lawyer, the employers very satisfied.
SHADE
Aren’t they all (running her finger along the cash)
SANTOS
Happy with the pay
SHADE
Always (smiling) so, what’s next? (Shoving the envelope in her jacket pocket)
SANTOS
Always eager to do another one
SHADE
I get bored easily
SANTOS
I know, but I have nothing for you to do. So why don’t you take a vacation, go somewhere (waving his hands in the air) take a trip. I’ll call you when something comes up
SHADE stared at him confused.
SANTOS grabbed a cigar and started lighting it. Puffing on one end with a match on the other.
SHADE stood up.
SHADE
Okay (disappointed) call me when something comes up, anything (waving her hand in the air)
SANTOS
You got it (puffing on the cigar)
Leaving SANTOS to enjoy his cigar. SHADE walked out from the back room. Passing through the PAWNSHOP and out the door.
BYSTANDERS were gone further down the sidewalk. Putting a smile on SHADE’s face. Pressing the remote start.
SHADE hopped into her car and left.
CIA HEADQUARTERS
CHAMBERS returned to HEADQUARTERS.
Heading to his desk, CHAMBERS was then joined by JERRY.
JERRY
So did she find you? (Sitting down)
CHAMBERS
No (turning on his computer)
JERRY
Why not? What happened?
CHAMBERS
I didn’t put it out there yet, that’s why (Looking at him)
JERRY
Oh (picking up CHAMEBR’S stapler)
CHAMBERS watched him with amusement.
CHAMBERS
Isn’t there something you should be doing?
JERRY
No…oh (snapping his fingers) Henderson wanted to see you, as soon as you got back.
CHAMBERS glared at him.
JERRY
I just remembered (leaving CHAMBERS office)
HENDERSON walked in. late sixties, definitely looked his age. Old with wrinkles and he always had a mean look on his face.
HENDERSON
Chambers
CHAMBERS quickly stood up.
CHAMBERS
Yes sir (reflex)
HENDERSON shut the door.
HENERSON
Sit (gesturing for CHAMBERS to sit)
CHAMBERS sat down, as did HENDERSON.
HENDERSON
Now then, I trust jerry didn’t tell you I needed to see you right away
CHAMBERS
Oh…he did…but I was busy (stammering)
HENDERSON
Yes, so I heard. Looking for Shade, a ghost (not interested)
CHAMBERS
I know where she is
HENDERSON
Do you? Last time I checked, she wasn’t even in the same country (annoyed)
CHAMBERS
I know but she’s here in the city
HENDERSON
What makes you say that?
CHAMBERS
Because her Handler lives here in the city---
HENDERSON put his hand up, stopping CHAMBERS
HENDERSON
Yes, her Handler is here but she’s not. The Handler gets in contact with her through calls or letters.
CHAMBERS
She killed a lawyer this morning
HENDERSON had bewildered look.
HENDERSON
This morning
CHAMBERS nodded his head.
HENDERSON
Why weren’t we notified of her arrival through the airport? (Raising his voice) We control all of them
CHAMBERS
Apparently she came into the city another way
HENDERSON
What other way?
CHAMBERS
We don’t know, sir
HENDERSON exhaled heavily. Standing up, HENDERSON began to pace.
CHAMBERS glanced at his watch.
HENDERSON
Chambers, why are you looking for her? What do you expect to gain from her?
CHAMBERS looked at him
CHAMBERS
I’m hoping she’ll help me locate Kalian
HENDERSON turned his gaze onto CHAMBERS. Holding his hands behind his back. HENDERSON walked over to CHAMBERS
HENDERSON
You want Shade to help you find Kalian
CHAMBERS
Yes, sir. I do.
HENDERSON sat back down across from CHAMBERS
HENDERSON
Chambers, nobody knows this. So I don’t want this information leaving the room under any circumstances, understood.
CHAMEBRS nodded his head, confused at what his BOSS was applying.
HENDERSON
This is very important that you don’t tell another living soul
CHAMBERS
Yes, sir of course.
HENDERSON leaned forward in his chair, staring at CHAMBERS with dull, faded green eyes.
He showed a lot of wisdom over the past sixty years of his life.
HENDERSON
Shade wasn’t always an assassin (sighing), she was one of my best operatives…
CHAMBERS was shocked and surprised, sitting back in his chair.
HENDERSON
(Cont’d.) She did things that the others would never consider doing. Shade took on Drug Cartels, the Mafia, and worlds most notorious Drug Lords and Crime Lords, even Crime families. (Sitting back) she challenged crooked politicians, terrorists and no one else you wouldn’t image facing.
CHAMBERS
What happened? Why did she quit?
HENDERSON
She didn’t quit. She was given a choice, leave the job or watch her father die on TV
CHAMBERS
Someone threatened her
HENDERSON
The one man that she feared the most out of everyone she’s ever faced. This man left her for dead (shaking his head, as if to remember)
CHAMBERS
Who was he?
HENDERSON looked up at him with fear in his eyes.
HENDERSON
Kalian (whispering)
CHAMBERS didn’t quite hear.
CHAMBERS
What? I didn’t hear you sir
HENDERSON
Kalian (louder)
CHAMBERS went silent.
HENDERSON
That’s why I never wanted you to pursue him, if he could make one of my top agents just up and quit then he is a man not worth going after.
CHAMBERS
Not even if he’s trying to destroy the world with a nuclear weapon
HENDERSON stood up, walking to the door.
HENDERSON
The best thing to do, is pray that he doesn’t
HENDERSON opened the door. JERRY fell forward. Jumping to his feet, he smiled nervously.
HENDERSON shook his head and left. JERRY quickly ran over to CHAMBERS desk
JERRY
Is everything he just said true? (Pointing)
CHAMBERS
You heard him that man doesn’t lie.
JERRY
I know but, Shade a CIA operative. That’s just really hard to believe (running his hand through his hair)
CHAMBERS
You think that’s hard to believe. I still want to ask her for help
JERRY turned his gaze on CHAMBERS
JERRY
What are you crazy? She’s not going to do it (shouting)
CHAMBERS stood up and walked over to the window. Over-looking the city.
SHADES APARTMENT
The car parked in the underground parking lot. SHADE was in her apartment. Putting her gun away in a secret storage area in her walk in closet.
SHADE stared at the collection of the guns hanging on the wall. Ranging from handguns to rifles in various shapes and sizes.
Closing the door. SHADE headed out of the closet and into the bedroom. Queen size bed in the middle against the wall, two nightstands, one dresser and a flat screen TV hanging on the wall.
SHADE walked over to the bathroom. Walk in shower in the corner, sink on one side, toilet in the corner behind a wall and a large tub big enough to fit a grown man. The kind you sink into and never want to leave.
SHADE turned on the shower. Taking off her clothes, SHADE stepped under the warm, hot, inviting water. It felt more like a waterfall, gently streaming down her body.
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