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The sniper positioned on the roof of a deserted country house, hidden behind the branches of a neighboring tree, about five hundred feet the house Raymond, with the telescope focused the patriarch, a tall, gray, heavily wrinkled face and a look that oozed wisdom and kindness. If that man had been his price target that Stevenson was little work done would have been very high, because the parameters of which are worth to pay for their services as dependent on the technical difficulty and morals.
bated breath moved the rifle to the left until the center of the cross in the spotlight was on the front of the younger son of the patriarch. In this twenty-something spoiled, womanizing, pill, Stevenson would run for anything, just for the simple pleasure of a few grams of lead embedded in the brain, but, unfortunately, that child was not posh the goal, and Stevenson did not kill for free even though he loved to kill scum. In addition, the occasion was special and had gained very little.
withdrew the eye looks to have a global vision of the family party was going on in the garden of the house Raymond. "Aristocrats? No doubt. "Philanthropists? For nothing! "Operators? Of course! "Drug dealers? Maybe. "Vile and despicable? Almost all, but he plays today is undoubtedly the champion, "Stevenson mused as he waited for the target group to deviate from those provided.
- Ah, damn rich and obese! If I was a leftist I would not think twice before throwing my bazooka rocket provided all that nasty spray opulence and banality that flooded. Only the grandfather rule out Gerson, especially knowing that it is his birthday. Yes, that's a good man, but also save a. ..
Suddenly he saw a female form, then look through it was confirmed that he imagined. He was wearing a white dress and still had that look tender and fresh.
-Ah, Melanie, well say the world is a handkerchief. How beautiful you are! Who would have thought that one day I was going to execute someone touching your new family policy? This, despite appearances, I assure you it is not revenge. Business is business. Also, I do not think you happier with him than you were with me, we both know you can be a real witch when you put your mind, "said Stevenson, as he made an effort not to pull the trigger carried away by the rebound. He declined, knowing that it was time to get sentimental.
Horacio, the nephew of Mr. Gerson, finally left his cousins; smiling and with a glass of champagne in hand, stood next to Melanie and put his arm around. The situation required a shot very difficult for any experienced murderer, but not the spiteful thug, he, beyond his experience, was passionate about his work.
The roar of the shot ended the party. Had been executed without a muffler, as the contractors were required for the whole family to Raymond to panic, and above all, to take warning that no lawyer could deliver platoon of mob justice. The entire community of sugar plantation workers who ran Horace, in solidarity with the Perez family and tired of the farm, had raised funds to hire Stevenson, who after a preliminary investigation of the case, "inexplicably" I made a "generous" discount.
- You see, Melanie? That you get for marrying riquillos pedophiles, "said the murderer as he watched the victim looks embrocate about his ex-wife, staining her dress with a jet of blood that flowed from the hole in the front, all this accompanied by the screams of horror, much of it as Raymond family, which is hardly heard in the distance.
Stevenson quickly slipped his team towards the rear of the house, went into a wooded stretch and ran to the place where he had hidden his car, a few meters from the roadside. After starting the Smith called to notify them that the damn that he had hurt his little girl was already in hell accountable.
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