TNO

"Goddamn it. Why the hell am I doing this?" Paul muttered to no-one in particular because he was on his own and no-one else was nearby.

He was stood in the shadows leaning against a wall at the entrance to an alley way, looking out along an empty street. He'd been there a few minutes, taking a moment to catch his breath and to "survey his surroundings" or whatever they called it. Glancing down at his watch, Paul noted that it was almost 11:30 at night. He'd give it another half an hour and then "retire back to base" and into his comfortable bed.