Ms Wood Is Dead

"She's dead." He said, And there goes my job, He thought.

"Oh my God!" The guard said, white-faced. "She's dead. Let's call the cops!"

Jude moved his hand under his coat and touched the butt of his gun. It had a silencer screwed on it. He always screwed on a silencer on his gun at night.

"Wait. Come over here and help me move her to a more comfortable position." He said casually.

Unsuspicious, the guard began moving towards the bed. Jude drew his gun, squeezing on the trigger. He was sitting on edge of the bed. He lost balance and squeezed too early. Instead of the guard, he mistakenly shot the corpse. Moving quickly, the guard tried to crash a blow on his head, but was too late. Jude regained his balance just as their bodies met. He pulled the trigger and the guard fell backwards with a groan and crashed onto the floor.