this morning #1473.
this morning, while most of the town was fast asleep, he was sneaking around the grounds of the intended target’s home. head-to-toe black. adrenaline flowing. this was the best part of the job: right after arrival. to keep emotion out of the equation, they never tell him who his target is. they just provide impeccable intelligence about the property & a fat ass stack of cash. when they give him the go ahead, he just has to show up, spread some gasoline around, toss a few matches & walk away. this job seemed to have gone off without a hitch, which is to say that he hadn’t been seen and, though the family escaped, their home definitely burned down to the ground. alas, he was unaware of what the cops had found.