The wind is calm for a December evening. My Cohiba XV 652 cigar easily flames after contact with my lighter. I’m taking the deepest breaths possible, ensuring I inhale all the smoke I can. Half the Cuban fills my lungs while the other half sits on the ledge of the rooftop. I lie down flat on my stomach as the Kimber rests on a tripod at the end of the building. I close my right eye as I grasp the trigger with my left index finger. Focusing with my left eye looking through the scope, I fire one round clean through a window, striking my target dead center in the rear of the head. Blood gushes out of the hole in the back of his head. I fire another round through the rear of my victim’s neck making sure multiple shock trauma is achieved, as the top of his body slouches over the desk. The blood squirting out the wound in his neck reminds me of the old sprinkler on my lawn in the summertime. This material is protected by copyright. amazon/dp/B00P9IESL0/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_dp_8jdDub118ACBC Warm up and 1 click this 5Star Read! Also available in paperback and hardbound!
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