Mira had proven it a dozen times. Last spring, she’d photographed a popular streamer who claimed to have built his mansion from scratch. The X5’s image showed a deed signed by a slumlord and a tax evasion form peeking out from behind his forced grin. The story had gotten her two hundred thousand views and a single death threat. It was a win.
Tonight, she was staked out in a rain-slicked alley behind the Grand Majestic Hotel. Her target: Silas Vane, the CEO of OmniCore, a tech giant that had just announced a miracle battery that could charge in thirty seconds and last a month. The announcement had sent their stock soaring. The world was celebrating. digital camera x5
Mira raised the X5. The rubber grip squelched under her damp palm. She sighted through the viewfinder, ignoring the cracked LCD. She focused on his face. He was arguing with someone. Her finger found the shutter button. She took a breath. Squeeze, don’t jab. Mira had proven it a dozen times
Then she looked.
He was going to die in one second.