As a dark shadow darts from shadow to shadow, keeping only in the corner of your eye, he approaches the copper quietly.  Word on the street is this lawman is dirty.  He's got a hard on for messing with family members and ruining our business.  I slide up behind him and before he can even catch his breath, my knife opens his throat, and i pull his tongue through it, giving him a mobster necktie.  I chuckle as his limp body falls to the ground, "Another day in paradise" escapes my lips as I just as quietly disappear into the shadows.