Hitman
The hard part is done...the killing part. One-minute of crime.
Hitman
It is noon. He drags the body across the yard, through the gate and up the porch steps. It’s not that hard, really. The hard part is done. The killing part.
Leaving the corpse sprawled in the doorway, Jake goes over to the bougainvillea and backs into the shadows to wait.
Barry arrives just before dark. He picks up his mail, walks through the gate and sighs. Shaking his head, he says, with just the slightest hint of sarcasm, “Oh, great. Nice work, Jake.”
Unlocking the door, he waits as Jake emerges from behind the hedge and enters the house first, walking tall, gingerly stepping over the remains. Third gopher this week.
Wow, Sharron! This was glorious! And how the heck did I miss that the murderers were felines? Which I did not get until reading the other comments!!! And when I did, I saw that the killer stepped "GINGERLY {emphasis mine}" and thought, "Aha! A clue. What a moron I am!"
So glad you're reposting items from a couple years ago; that way I get to read those you wrote before I knew you (as will other new subscribers). :)
Loved it. Had me going for a second. 😄