Hell fucking yes yes yes! This is the greatest assignment a Man who loves guns and the Bible can wish for! Kill Motely Howe!. He is widely believed to have been the Man who assassinated Kyle Deerbone. But even if he is not. This left leaning cock sucker carries a gun. He is dangerous yes, but he must be killed before more limp wrist tree huggers get wise and start arming themselves before we can start the purge. Howe nice.
You take your handgun completely apart. Clean it, oil it, make sure it won't jam. You have a pilot drop you off via parachute to the walled-in grounds where the lead guitarist/singer of Black Circle lives, and where the band records in the state of the art studio they paid four million dollars for and installed in the basement. droned with night vision cameras have been casing out his patterns for months. He is known he normally goes out the back door for a piss and a smoke. You wait in ambush. Twenty-nine minutes pass. The door opens and it's Howe! A hairy muscular Man. Never known to work out, parties like a maniac and has a body like that. He deserves to die for that alone. You raise the handgun from your kneeled spot behind a tree and fire three times. You know you hit him at least once from the way his body jerks. He has a gun out faster than you can visually track he fires six rounds in a sweep around the area you are concealed at. He probably saw the red glow of your guns gones. A bullet pings off the tree near your head and the rest fly wide. You duck back and when you peak out again Motely is no where to be seen.
He must be inside the house going to call the cops or summon help from whoever else in hanging out. There is always a small crowd of party freaks hanging out here. You run for the door. You must kill him quick and make your escape. You see a blood spray on the wall and the right side of the door. You run down the hall. When you round the corner Alein Scrim is standing ready with a shotgun. You catch a glimpse of Motely stagging out the front door. His gun on the floor. Then you see Scrim and he blows your guts out in a nasty spread. You die instantly. You would be a martyr is anyone knew about it.
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