The Mission

“Look in the garbage by the pond,” I said to myself as the jackass’s puzzle finally clicked. I clenched my fists and almost turned to leave. I didn’t like being toyed with. If he had left something in the garbage can, though, I couldn’t just leave it be. Besides, if it led me to him, I could give him a piece of my mind. Or a bullet, depending on how the conversation went.

I quickly walked toward the pond. Just off of the path was a lidded trash can. The only person who was paying any attention was the priest on the bench. As far as I was concerned, he could go straight to Hell. I grabbed the lid sitting on top of the garbage can and pulled it off. The stale smell of dog shit hit me. I did my best to ignore it and pushed the bag down. Then I looked on the inside of the can itself.

Sure enough, a note was taped to it. I grabbed it and then slammed the lid back onto the can. The priest on the bench stared at me, so I flipped him off and walked to another bench. As I sat down and opened the note, I groaned.

PDKS  FNSBAF  MV  CNXNO,  DUA  DZ  FQA  ODWNO  BNUB  OANTASV.  QA  GNV
 ONVF  VAAU NF  FQA  INVJAFINOO  WDKSF  CKVF  DZZ  DZ  ZMSVF  VFSAAF.
ZMUT  QMX  NUT  AOMXMUNFA  QMX.  IA  TMVWSAAF.

What is your mission?

Cause a panic Kill a gang leader Follow a target Go on a stakeout