“Trial? Oh there’ll be no trial. The evidence is clear enough; our findings were independently verified and have been ratified by the High Commissariat itself. No bounty hunter, there is little need for anybody to listen to your inane babble; the decision has already been made as to your fate.”
The mercenary folded his arms across his chest and scowled at the woman in black. “Oh yes? Well then pray tell, what is to be my fate?”
The woman scowled back at him. “You will be sent to the early 21st Century, to the city of Paderborn in Germany. There you will stay, incognito, until you have spotted the person we are looking for. You will send a signal to us, and await further instructions.”
Rasputin raised an eyebrow. “Ah, so you want me to kill for you?”
The woman rolled her eyes then half-smiled at him. “Of course not! You will be a spy; that is all.” She turned away from him and began walking towards her colleagues.
He felt his cheeks grow hot. “And this is my golden ticket out of prison?”
The woman paused, turned her head slightly towards him. “No, but it may delay your inevitable execution.”