"Target acquired" "Shoot." "Daddy do you eally have to go?" My three year old self whispers "I miss my dad." "We're all still human!" He claims. I chuckle " I'm not." An eerily sound escapes from my lips as I casually walk towards him. "Please! Don't do this! I can pay you! I have a daughter! She's just ten!" She pauses, looks at him "she'll live." "You'd better not be lying right now!" "When have I ever?"All Rights Reserved