
| The cross hairs settled in on the head He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. The thumb loosed the safety. Another breath, slow release. Finger tightened on the trigger. The sear released and hammer fell. The firing pin detonated the primer and 61 grains of #4831 powder began to burn. The expanding gasses forced the bullet from the barrel at 2710 feet per second. Five hundred feet later the 180 grain bullet entered the head just above the eye socket. The soft lead tip mushroomed. The flattened bullet pushed skull fragments ahead of it as it exited and thudded into the wood casing of the jeweler store door. |
Johnson walked down the sidewalk swept clean of people by the 105 degree temperature. He passed the corner by the bakery and angled across the street ahead of the oncoming cab, flipping a finger in response to the honking horn.. He continued down the side walk, passing the cleaners and the Chinese restaurant. The jewelers awning loomed ahead. As he came even with the shadow. His head whipped to the side, followed by his body, coming to rest in the gutter. The blood flowed from his head and disappeared into a drain. |
Get the money and catch the bus to Cleveland. I'll take another and then another till I completely disappear from sight. Once I get out of town, they'll never find me. Go to Mexico. Use the money and live a life of ease. I earned that money. Fuckin A. I done plenty of dirty work for the mob, made them lots of money. Fucking wops. Think they're better than everybody. Fuck 'em. God damned stupid cab drivers. Can't even speak English. Just got to get out before they find out about the empty account. Laura will have to fend for herself.. Fuck her. Mess around with that bastard Carmine will she. Well, let her try and tell the mob she doesn't know where I've gone. Teach her to cheat on me. Bitch. Get me a pretty little Mex gal. Dirty chinks. Al least there won't be any chinks in Mexico. This town can keep all the chinks and the guineas. Look down on me. God damned stupid fucking wops. I'll shÉ. |