CHPT: 7 Doo Hard

"Flim Flam lives on 13th and Ghosts Drive," Dexter says out loud," No security, a rundown neighborhood, and broken windows, that's it. All I ask is for a challenge," he snickered to himself.

It was twilight outside and growing darker.

If Dexter were to do this tonight he would need to rush a little faster. He took his knives, duck tape, and plastic wrap, and put them all in his black duffle bag.

Then he took twelve photographs and placed them in the bag as well. Now he would be on his way to his house to kill the sonofabitch.

Flim Flam's house wasn't very hard to find. It was also easy to break into as well. He set up his work space in a room full of newspaper articles that mostly read of Scrappy's reign over drugs.

He covered all the walls, set up the photographs of the ones who were killed by him, and readied his needle. Dexter heard wheels pulling up to Flim's house.

Lights, Camera, and Flim Flam!