Ch. 1 Murder! Most foul!

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Time: 11:00pm
Location: Golden Sheaf Hotel
429 New South Head Road, Double Bay - NSW
Date: 8/12/2018 Saturday

Conversation was a loud hum over the lull of quiet music playing in the background.
If you strained your ears hard enough, you could hear P!NKs' "Just Like Fire" playing through the clubs speakers, the glasses clinking, an ever present in the background.
As the night got busier, the killer watched and waited.

The Target? Chidi Virginianson.
Why? I know! But Who cares!
I've been paid (just lately) over $1M to do what I do.
I've been trained in this FOR YEARS!! But this case? Mr. Chidi? He deserves this! It will be my pleasure to end his life, and make it look like someone else did it!

On the other side of the bar, Mr. Virginanson paid his tab, plus tipped the waitress and was venturing out towards the front doors of the club. I walked slowly after him, draining the glass of raspberry I had ordered myself earlier, and ditching the glass on a table.
Little did I realise, I was being followed, too.

Chidi exited the club, pulled out his mobile phone, and started to speak to someone. I followed, quietly walking, appearing to take in the scenery. Once Chidi was done talking, and had replaced his mobile back in his pocket, I struck.

Coughing mildly, and lining my gun up with his head, he slowly turned around and took in the scene in front of him.
"Y-y-you! I rem-em-em-ember you! W-w-why are y-y-you doing th-this?"

"Because," I whispered as I pulled the trigger. "You said no!"

I unwound the thread of the silencer off the gun as I walked away, not noticing the receipt that had fallen down, out of my Jacket pocket to land near Chidi's body.

And with that? A gigantic pool of blood had began to form around Chidi's head.

Time of Death: 11:26pm Saturday December 8th, 2018

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The shadow that had been following the killer up until the moment of death, saw that receipt hit the ground.
So, along with the photographs taken of the killer actually killing Mr. Chidi Virginianson, there were now photographs of the receipt to add to the collection.
Just in case.

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