Things were going smoothly so far. Pretty much as they always did. "Everyone in position?" He whispered into his communicator as he stood near the exit of the room he was currently standing in. It was a room filled with people. Yes that's right. He was hiding in plain sight as a guest at the party he was attending. Was there a reason? Of course. In this very room were four of the worlds current most dangerous men. The current group of agents had one mission. Find them. Isolate them. And kill them. The reason for this being that said men had already committed various acts of terrorism and were no doubt planning more. So it was necessary to handle this mission with utmost precision. His team should have been ready by now. The marksman, or rather woman, was stationed outside with a clear view of the balcony which their member most skilled in stealth and espionage would trick one of the men, Aaron Thomson, into walking out onto so that he could be taken out quickly. The muscle, as he was referred to, would then hurry and take care of the next target Nicolai Spopovich. The remaining two, Kaito Nakamura and Joseph Franklin, would be handled by him and their resident mutant. "Hey Birdie we still have a good escape route right?" He then asked the team techy as he located one of the targets. Birdie. That was a nickname for her. Right now it was safer to keep her in their escape vehicle with their getaway driver outside of the party so they could make sure they left quickly. There was no doubt in Henry's mind that this mission would go off without a hitch. They had the skill and strategy to make sure their four targets wouldn't be leaving this party. And so long as they weren't caught they wouldn't be traced. Birdie after all should have been able to hack into any security system and cameras that could pose a problem or expose this. This was covert. But doing it in this setting was most ideal so that the suspect list would be high. And being that most here were fairly important people the incident would likely be swept under the rug with the right persuasion. Not to mention to vast level of hate the men had acquired during their lives. Maybe it was a bit harsh and cruel. But if killing them could help better the world then they had to. Besides. Those were their orders.