Lord Voldemort ordered a faithful Death Eater to come to him. The Death Eater that came was an Alex Godding.
"Kill some muggles. Spread some fear." The Dark Lord demanded.
"Yes, my master! Happily!" Alex replied, disapparating.
Meanwhile, the notorious gangster Dober Smithens had just discovered that there was a hit on him. "Damn it!" He said to himself. "Damn it all! I swear, I'll kill the first person that surprises me! I swear it!"
"Easy prey." Alex mumbled. He waited in an alley for Dober to come near. He then leapt out, wand held high. "Die, stupid muggle! Avada—"
Dobers pulled out his machine gun and pumped Alex full of lead. When he finally ran out of ammo, all that was left was a bloody heap on the ground. "Damn hit men..." Dobers muttered angrily, walking away. "I'll kill 'em all!"