The White Sparrow

I blocked the guy's strike with my arm shield. I ducked and kicked his legs, making him crumble to the ground. I put my foot on his chest to keep him down and point my gun at his head. He looked at me with absolute shock.

"Who are you?" He asked, as he gasped for air.

I brought my gun closer to his face, making him flinch.

"I'm the White Sparrow," I said, as I raised my chin.

The streetlight hit my white masquerade mask and the wind knocked my hoodie off from my head.

I made sure he couldn't see my face as I tied him up to a light pole. I took everything out his pockets to make sure he had no weapons on him when the police came. I rolled my eyes as he complained about valuables. I bet he didn't think about the valuables he was taking innocent women.

I tightened his ropes making him groan. I heard the sirens in the distance getting louder. I knew the police got my anonymous tip about this guy.

The guy I just caught, his name is Dennis Crawford. He's a kidnapper and a rapist. The police have been trying catch this guys for the past year, but haven't been able to trace this guy. Every lead they would get, it would always end up as a dead end. But with the help of a best friend, I was able to catch him tonight before the police.

This is my unknown night job. The one job can't tell anyone about or even put on a resume.