Musings of An Assassin
He slammed the door as he climbed out of the abandoned police cruiser and walked away without a backward glance. He wondered how long it would take the cops to find the vehicle with his dead companion slumped over the steering wheel. A neatly placed bullet behind the right ear had effectively eliminated him as a threat. He normally worked alone but, this job had called for two men. However, the one cardinal rule that had served him well over the years was "leave no witnesses behind who could identify him"
Not that it mattered now. He would be on a plane and safely on his way out of the country within the hour. His part in the blatant attack and murder of a highly decorated police officer in the main parking lot of police headquarters would never be uncovered. Tonight, he would be back home with his young wife and their two daughters enjoying their evening together.
He wondered how soon the phone would ring and his employer would send him out on another covert mission. Killing was the one thing he had always been good at and it paid well. Too bad it wasn't considered an acceptable career.