This is too all the nay sayers the fucking new guns with itchy trigger fingers. I have paid my dues and I earned what I have done. I killed when I needed but I didn't cause any death without a cause. But time for talking is over and so they called me to be there solution. DO not fuck with me and my friends. I will kill you, your kids, your wife, and send your fucking head in the mail if I am told too. Here lies the reaper this magnum placed in my right palm, as I spin the gun around my finger. This problem steps out of the bar and barely makes it out of the front door without stumbling because he is so dame intoxicated. 

I load the bullets into the gun and drop the gun into my pocket. I put my car into drive and inch out of my parking spot towards the man. I park in the middle of the street and i don't worry about traffic since it's close to 4 in the morning. As I exit I hear the wind that makes an slight chill that inches throughout my whole body. I keep the door open and quickly grab my gun and aim it at my next target. I fire five individual shots all hitting the target and the body drops onto the pavement. I dislodge the gun into my pocket and re enter my car, close the door, and leave the area. As I drive I turn on my favorite radio station and start to bob my head to it slightly. 

Another day another cold night and another gun loaded with six shots of man killers. This time I have to deal with an witness who is going too do an witness statement versus one of my family members. Of course I am here to cause an permeant solution and make sure whoever it is that he, she, or it can't do that statement. 

I put my car into reverse exit from my garage and turn right down the street. About an half an hour later I park near Paradise Park. I park the car and exit until the chilly night. I close my door and start down the path that circles around the premise of the whole park. I start to chill up again as it's one of the coldest nights I have seen in awhile. I finally end up i an bench that is far away from most area's in the park but gives me an nice nesting spot to check out the area. A minute later..... I see an old woman with her purse get out of her car and leisurely walk down to an bench by the jungle gym. 

AH SHIT YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME

With an sigh I stare down at my magnum that I grab out of my pocket and stare at it for ages. I then vigorously shake my head to get out of my own thoughts and get back into the current moment. I stand up slowly sigh to myself and start walking over to the bench where the women is sitting. I stroll over too directly beheind her bench and point the barrel at the elderly woman. 

"Hello young man it's an beautiful day today isn't it?" 

Wait what? How did she see me, she is not even looking at me? Impressive

"Oh um I guess it is kinda cold for my liking though". I stare down at the ground and see my feet top full of snow and I can't imagine how cold that bench must be. 

I continue to aim at the woman but my arm starts to shake uncontrollably as I stare at the back of her innocent head.  I then aim at her and turn my head to the right as my body refuses for me to look at her when I lay the trigger softly on the cold piercing trigger as I unload one bullet into the back of the woman. 

I turn my head to see an lifeless body fall to the cold surface below her and to me the whole world goes into slow motion. I then feel an lonely tear fall from my right eye and I fall to my knees and scream in the air. "WHY ME GOD WHY? I walk over to her body and go through her stuff as my guilt controls me. She has her wallet full of pictures of her husband, her son, and her children. I also see an ten dollar bill that I pocket as she doesn't need it anymore and I want some coffee. I find her keys and then an letter that she was going to send to her friend in Louisiana. I throw the whole wallet down and walk away and dislodge the gun into my pocket. 

I AM AN MONSTER? AM I A MONSTER? NAH

I'M JUST GOING TO DRINK MYSELF TO SLEEP AGAIN THEN.......... FUCK

I stare at the bloody ten dollar bill and walk down to the closest bar and close the door beheind me. 

I hope you guys enjoy!

Awesome read man!

As Bjorn was admiring the narrating skills of one of his newest recruits he applauds to dougoneshot.

Impressive story man, it had me on the tip of my chair for a while. I was really unsure where you got your name from, but now I understand what your reputation is based on. Yes I understand the pains of being liable to murder, not only of the elderly but also of close friends even ex-family at times. However in our lives we have made vows, vows to do unspeakable things for the greater good of the family and city we belong to. It makes me sad you had to go through all of this, but I hope when you sober up you will understand why this is part of our career and how it helps us make ourselves heard off in this world

Joins Doug at the bar and orders him another bottle of whiskey to help the young man calm his nerves