The Assignment 2: Body Count drags Frank Kitchen (Michelle Rodriguez) back into the neon-soaked gutters of a criminal world that refuses to forget him. Ten years after putting a bullet in Dr. Rachel Kay, Frank has tried to disappear—living off the grid, wearing new faces, hiding behind the anonymity of the underworld. But monsters don’t retire. They get hunted.
Tony Shalhoub returns as the morally shaky Dr. Galen, now a man drowning in guilt and paranoia. When he uncovers that Dr. Kay’s surgical research has resurfaced—repurposed into a horrifying black-market enterprise that uses forced gender reassignment as the perfect tool for infiltration—he knows only one person can dismantle it.
Reluctantly pulled back into the violence he tried to bury, Frank discovers that the syndicate has turned the procedure into an assembly line for sleeper assassins—killers wiped clean, rebuilt, and unleashed without identity, conscience, or past. One of them is Blake Kincaid (Scott Adkins), a rival hitman whose skill set is frighteningly familiar. Blake’s mission: wipe out all “failed prototypes,” starting with Frank.
Meanwhile, Detective Mara Cortez (Rosario Dawson) is spiraling down her own obsession. For years, she has chased rumors of a “gender-swapped phantom hitman,” a vigilante myth whispered by criminals moments before death. When the bodies start dropping with surgical precision, she realizes the legend is real—and getting closer.
As Frank navigates a labyrinth of organ smugglers, rogue doctors, body hacking clinics, and double-crosses, he is forced to confront the truth: the syndicate isn’t just copying Dr. Kay’s work…
they’re perfecting it.
Shot with grim, neo-noir brutality and graphic novel flair, the sequel escalates into a savage ballet of identity and vengeance. Frank moves through the night like a ghost with a vendetta, cutting through anyone who tries to play god with flesh and gender.