Barry Berkman

Part 1

As I got the text from Fuches, I stood outside the building, confused.

Fuches
Nail him one inch above his belly button. Trust me.
That's how the Chechens do it 😄

What do the Chechens have to do with this? I thought to myself. I walked down the driveway and hopped the fence. As I neared the door, I thought of Hank. He was Chechen, so why would I need to kill someone the 'Chechen way? I decided to shake it off and get the hit over with.

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I climbed the stairs of the house nervously, Fuches seemed really excited about the hit and I knew I would have to do it right. I reached the door and tried the knob. It turned and I walked in. Who leaves their door unlocked? I thought. I checked my watch. 12:04 AM, it read. I knew I would have to be quick in order to meet with Hank and Fuches at 1:00, thanks to them being in the town over.

I walked in quietly, casing the room. It was just one room with a bed, two stools, a TV mounted atop a dresser, and one poster of a band. It was pretty drab but I walked over to the guy in the bed. He was tall, maybe 6'feet. Of course he was lying on his stomach. I muttered a curse and thought over my options of what I could do. I decided to take the riskier route and gently tried to nudge him onto his back. He was only in his boxers and the blanket had been kicked onto the floor. He seemed to sense someone was touching him, so he instinctively waved his hand. I jumped back, a little on edge.

I made sure the gun was trained. As I got ready to shoot, I heard the doorknob twist.