Chapter 2

My next target is 27 year old Robert Banks. He is a junior officer and graduated from Bulbtown College. He has a wife and 1 son. He ends his shift at 5:00 PM, so I can strike then, because he is the only one that leaves at that time.

Great. I have my mask, sunglasses, gun...

"WAIT! WHERE'S MY GUN!?" I shout. "GRANDMA, HAVE YOU SEEN MY-"A

"Right here, dear." She comes rolling in on her wheelchair, holding a giant gun.

"What? That's not my gun." I say. "Grandma, get me my gun. I was already running late!"

"There, there, Suagrcube. Grandma Gertrude has all of that taken care of!"

"But Grandma!"

"No buts Sugarcube. Just take this gun with you. It used to be mine, you know."

"Wait, you owned a gun?"

"Yes. I'll tell you the story later. Don't you have a murder to attend to?

"Oh yeah! Thanks Grandma! Your the best!" I blow a kiss to her on my way out the door.

"Have fun dearie!" Grandma Gertrude called.

Oh boy, I'm so anxious, I thought as I climbed into the elevator.