I sat in the top floor of a dilapidated apartment building watching #19 on my list. He was standing in an alleyway waiting for a customer. Mhm, he was a drug dealer. I had a sniper rifle with me but that seemed like a kind of boring way to kill someone.
So, instead I ripped a sheet off of the bed behind me and jumped out the window. The sheet acted as a parachute. Sort of. Still falling fast, I hit the man head on, using his body as a cushion against the hard concrete ground. Rolling away quickly I jumped int a fighting stance. He stood up cracking his neck.
I knew at least one of his ribs had to be cracked so I jumped at his chest. I pummeled his chest with my fists before he could even swing at me.
He fell back coughing up blood into my face. That was something I wouldn’t stand for. I jumped on him like a puma. I punched him in the throat, then grabbed my gun from my holster. Still on top of him I emptied a round of cold steel into his skull. I wiped my face on my sleeve and left the alley.