Murderer of Rock Hill

The First Death

As day broke above the eastern plain of Rock Hill, David was walking out the door with a trombone case over his shoulder. The case was all black and had a shoulder sling for carrying. In it, there were a variety of things, pistols, silencers, knives and a sniper rifle. It all fit nicely due to David gutting the inside of the case.

    He moved in towards the building. He had to go around the back and up to the top. Once on top, he moved to look over the front of the building. He opened his case and pulled out a 45. Magnum, a giant pistol that could blow your head off. He took out a silencer and attached it to the front. It would make noise, but not many people would notice. No one would notice if someone's head exploded. He thought. After he fired the shot, he would leave and call the police via pay phone. Crude, but effective. Then he would go back home and enjoy his $15,000.

    As David waited for the man, he was getting impatient. Finally, the man arrived. The contract killer aimed and pulled the trigger. The gun fired but with the silencer it was quiet, especially with the noise of traffic. The man that was wanted dead was flopped on the ground like a dead rat. His face was covered in blood. No one really noticed except for some people who looked like they didn't care. David ran over to a phone booth and called 911.
    "Hello this is 911 what is your emergency?"
    "Someone was shot and killed on Short Street. Outside the coffee shop. Hurry," David ended the call there. He started running down the street hugging the trombone case closely so it wasn't seen. Once he made it to his house, David saw a box on the front porch. He brought the box inside and opened it. Inside was 15 bundles of 1000 dollars. His money was here.