She stood upon the building's rooftop, watching over the city carefully, her leg resting on a empty crate. She was using her leg to put her gun on and shoot the person she wanted to get her revenge on right in the middle of his forehead.
She looked at the scope carefully, breathing in, pulling the trigger as she saw the man walking with three guards along with him.
She breathed out.
The bullet flew from the rooftop to his head in...
"0.25 seconds." She raised her brows, looking at a chronometer she always brought whenever she wanted to kill someone. "A record!"
...making a whisper and ripping the skies. She grabbed her gun, scoffed and left to go to her car.
"This was the 500th one..." She muttered to herself in the way.
