The man in
the suit looked down. “So sad,” he deadpanned and walked away. He took a
leather-bound book from his inside pocket to see who else hadn’t paid their TV
licence.
He jumped into a waiting vehicle and headed to the next address on the list.
This one would be especially good. It was someone he knew.
He smiled as the buildings blurred past at the thought of exacting revenge on his childhood nemesis.
Death would be the perfect punishment for the incident of 25 years ago.
The vehicle stopped and the man exited. He walked up the path and rang the doorbell.
"Who is it?" came a voice from inside.
"I'm here to check your licence," the man replied.
He jumped into a waiting vehicle and headed to the next address on the list.
This one would be especially good. It was someone he knew.
He smiled as the buildings blurred past at the thought of exacting revenge on his childhood nemesis.
Death would be the perfect punishment for the incident of 25 years ago.
The vehicle stopped and the man exited. He walked up the path and rang the doorbell.
"Who is it?" came a voice from inside.
"I'm here to check your licence," the man replied.
The door splintered as a bullet tore through it and into the man's face.
The vehicle screeched away from the house.
The vehicle screeched away from the house.
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