It was now or never. The contract had to be taken en route to the airport, before he fled the country. He looked at his radium watch. 15 more minutes.
But when nature calls…
He stepped aside into the darkness for a moment.
He returned only to see his gun missing. Panic. Boss would kill him. He looked around frantically. Who could steal a gun here?
He heard a chuckle and turned. The local tramp...the retard.
Shit, not now.
“Give it back,” he said.
“Hands up!” Said the tramp and cackled.
5 more minutes.
“Give it back, you madman,” he growled, taking a step forward.
“Step back or I’ll shoot,” mimicked the tramp, like a movie cop.
“Listen, it’s not a toy. It’s a real gun.”
“Oh yeah? What fun,” said the tramp...
…and pulled the trigger.