Murderous Mercy

Planning,Potential, Pleasantly Surprised

Step One
There can be absolutely no mistakes. Everything. Must go flawless she thought to herself as she paced anxiously in her living room. One thing she knew for sure was to not being her cell phone. Data Towers give up locations. Nope she planned to leave her phone phone with the least amount charge, therefore she could explain all the missed calls and the location would say she was at her home and no where around when the big event happened. She scratched that of her mental list

Step Two

When Julie took a nice stroll around the neighborhood with her dogs, she was busy looking for surveillance cameras. She certainly wasn't going down for something that stupid. Since she was new to town, it would seem natural to ring a few neighbors doorbell and introduce herself.What the neighbors did not know is that it took her just about thirty minutes to adjust her Bobstyle wig, how she wrapped layer after layer of plastic around her body, and how she tugged on this fat suit, that made her look at fourty pounds heavier than what she is.
She stared at the assortment of contacts she purchased. Blue, "No." she thought blue would make her stand out. Next, green. "Hmm." This is actually pretty on me." The next two choices were a hazel and greenish color
Ultimately, she chose the greenish hazel. Everybody knows that hazel eyes can turn green. This would be in stark contrast to her own chestnut, brown eyes . Check. She crossed that off her list.
The fat suit was inspiration to go on a diet. She stared ooked at the assortment of contacts she purchased. Blue, "No." she thought blue would make her stand out. Next, green. "Hmm." This is actually pretty on me." The next two choices were hazel and greenish hazel. Ultimately, she chose the greenish hazel. Everybody knows that hazel eyes can turn green. Hopefully, if and when the cops ask

Check. She crossed that off her list.
Back to the survellance cameras. She talked to a few old women, admiring their flowers and yard. As one old lady talked her head off about when her flowers bloomed, she looked around the outer permiters of houses. It was a rather warm day so she began to prespire heavily because of the fat suit.I mean sweat was dripping off her so bad, she wanted to yank her wig off . It didn't help that she had like three layers of suran wrap on . She did this for one particular reason But instead she fanned herself. " She made a slightly back motion as to to appear to feel faint. "Oh my!",the old woman exclaimed. "Dear, let's get you out this hot sun." Bingo, Julie thought to herself. "Let me get you a glass of homemade tea or can I get you water"? "Water," Julie thirsty said. Hopefully, the old lady would offer her bottled water so there would not be any DNA to trap her into a confession. That was the reason for the plastic wrap as well. Sweat is leaving a a direct link between you and your identity. The plastic wrap would contain all the sweat so no DNA would be left. Julie graciously accepted the bottle of water, downing half of the bottle down in the first swallow. Julie was losing more fluids the she could keep in and seriously was rethinking this whole plastic wrap idea. The old lady had this apprehensive smile on her face. "Excuse me if I am being rude, I don't get much company, and I'm afraid my hosting abilities have gone to shit." It shocked Julie to hear the old lady speak in that way. "Do you want another water sweetie?" "I going for something a little bit stronger." She took out two shot glasses and say them under the table and then took a bottle of patron out of her rather expansive and impressive alcohol collection. The old lady seemed to have already answered for her because she filled up both shot glasses and slid one across the table at her. Julie was totally caught of guard by this. She slowly pulled the shot glass towards her. The old lady refilled her shot glass and looked at Julie. "While you're sitting contemplating", she shot back her second shot, grimaced. "FUCK," "I'll go get you another bottle of water." Julie thought to herself and turned the shot glass up, what the hell
After half a bottle of patron and a few beers Julie was plastered. The old lady was tipsy but kept pouring. The old lady reached into a cabinet area in her bar area and pulled out a pack of smokes lit one and offered Julie one. Julie was an occasional smoker but mainly smoked when she drank. " Sure," she said. Julie was shocked as she felt herself loosening up. I gotta stay on my game as she flicked ashes into the astray. How the hell am I gonna get my cigarettes butts. The old lady said" I've got a story I want you to listen to and pay very close attention. The old lady reached into that same drawer and pulled out a bag of weed. She smelled into and said"Only the best, Kush." Julie thought how this women cracked her up. Julie never would have thought of her as some pot smoking, patron drinking person. "The old lady rolled the perfect joint, took a drag, "Now listen closely," This is very important". She took another drag then handed the joint to Julie. "Puff Puff Pass." "Puff " Puff puff pass."