The Storm
"Bingo." The sniper grinned.
Finally. He knew that this would come. After the target had slipped inside, he'd focused on the penthouse windows but before the target even got there, somebody closed it.
He'd spent the day watching, miserable. "Rich people." He scoffed. Spending the whole day at home, doing nothing.
When it was night, he packed up and left, descending from his perch. Today was a bust. He'd been about to enter his car when he saw the target with two beautiful ladies entering a car. He looked on in shock before slipping into his car, following at a distance.
"My lucky day indeed." To make matters even better, they drove to a secluded area filled with warehouses. He marked the warehouse they entered and raced, searching for a good spot. As if by fate, he found a perch almost immediately.
As fast as he could, he was set, watching the target through a window. "Bingo." He grinned and took the shot.