"Hello, Sir Bentti. How have you been?" ,I said trying to make conversation.
" I don't know if you knew but my wife passed away" , He said sadly, as though trying to cry.
" That must have been horrible please except my condolences, but I must ask how was she Killed "
" She had a sickness the doctors were unsure about" , He replied while I browsed the store.
"That is to bad... I'm going to need a new gun."
"I don't think so ...The last time you killed someone they looked here right away"
" Ah ah ah... remember what I told you last time. All you do is supply me with arms for money and in return you tell the police where I will strike next... Are you still in..?'
" I..I..I don't know who is on the list?"
I pulled out a tattered piece of paper which was actually cloth from my bed spread out and showed it to Kirk Bentti. The names written neatly in my blood ... in my handwriting... For all to see if it blew away and to this man who I was willingly showing. He pulled his head up and he was as pale as if some one put flour on his face. I knew the list might be surprising and ...bigger but when you come out of prison you have more adversaries... and more allies. He nodded his head as he gave me a gun and he lead me to the back of the store to try out the new gun.
I felt the smooth wood making up the grip and moving on to the hammer, the cylinder, the barrel and ending at the most important part the trigger. I raised the gun up put my legs apart the slightest bit made my arms tight so that the shock would be absorbed and made sure the sight was aligned with the mans heart. When it was I pulled the trigger Kirk was standing next to the man. I looked down at the gun and admired it. My new gun. I went up to the front counter.
" I'll take it"
I pulled the money out and handed it to him. I had the slightest bit left. I exited the store after I bought my ammo and breathed a sigh of relief. I went into the arms store and ..... I had an ally.
One in the mansion
Two in the home
Three in the alley way
And Four in a row
Five in the street
Six in the shed
Seven in the hallway
And Eight lying dead
Nine on the stairwell
Ten by the brook
How many is that?
I'll count and look...
After that I would start over again. And keep saying it until satisfied. All the way to my mansion and... my home.
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