Short Story: Ryder Quinn's Motivation For Murder

Her motivation for killing Marty was the death of her mentor, Ryder Quinn. She'd been patient, methodical even, in laying the ground work for that mission. What was the hurry now? She must be aware that her behavior would get her caught, clearly she didn't care about the consequences. He found it difficult to get inside the mind of a woman. Jenn was very angry and she intended to make them pay. She'd lost someone she loved. and she wanted payback. It was as simple as that. It was an easy explanation. He'd been over thinking it. He'd run it by Sandra when it was morning. It was at least a place to start. It was time to grab a couple of hours of sleep

When he woke, he was still mulling over the question of Quinn. What had he stepped into that had gotten him killed? By all accounts he was an experienced agent. Why risk ruining the pipeline of information that Pugh had been providing? Whatever it was, it
But he didn't think she'd had enough time to develop a cover. He'd look for someone pretending to hold one of those jobs. Someone who blended in. Any delivery service catering, new employees. The restaurants and coffee shops close by were still a good bet. He'd move to another one for lunch in the hopes he'd spot her. He strode down a block to a hippy coffee joint that sold soup and sandwiches. Its distressed brick facade and sleek, modern interior made it the kind of place the drones would flock to for a quick bite to eat to bring back to their labs and cubicles.

He ordered a plain black coffee. The cashier, a skinny kid with dyed black hair and piercings looked confused. “Just plain?” he asked wondering if he'd heard him correctly.

“Yeah, I know there are other choices but I want a plain cup of coffee,” Alec answered.

“Okay man, no problem,” the kid answered as he pressed in the amount on the register. “$1.10,” he