Caine wondered why this odd man came to him in the first place. Maybe
because he's the best...maybe not. Oh well. He picks up the folder
Cornelious put on the table and opens it.
(Caine)(Thinking) Hmmm.. Let's see who my target is. (Opens Folder) Jeff Olrich huh, nice picture; what an ugly mug. I'm going to enjoy killing this guy. Oh, I see, this guy is running for office against Cornelious-that's why he wants Olrich dead. That's also why Cornelious is staying in a governors mansion-he IS a governor. Let's see (Looks In Folder Again) he's staying at.. The Hail Hollows Inn, in room 208b. The town that he's in, is called Glass Glades..Time to work.
Caine left the bar that day and got on an old dirt bike, sniper rifle strapped to his back. Just as he was pulling out, the Waterhole barkeeper ran into the dusty street, his apron falling off.
(Barkeeper) Stop! Stop! You didn't pay for your drink!
(Caine) Caine stops the bike by swerving to one side, pulls out his revolver, turns around, and shoots the barkeeper in the knee. He then walks over and puts his revolver up to the barkeeper's head.
(Barkeeper) Ahhhhh!.. My knee! (Crying) Please, Please spare me. I, I, I can pay you, but please don't kill me!
(Caine) He puts away his revolver and gets back on his bike.
(Barkeeper) Thankyou! Thankyou!
After about a mile of driving, Caine stopped the bike again. He got off, looked into the town where he just came from, and took out his sniper rifle. Caine laid stomach first down in the grass and his rifle extended out to its full length. Looking through the scope, he saw the bartender on his knees, right where Caine left him... The fool. There was also a group of people surrounding him. He was going to enjoy this kill. Caine put his finger on the trigger, it felt good. He was trying to decide where to hit the Barkeeper. Right that moment, the people surrounding the barkeeper started to help him up. At the same time, it looked as if the barkeeper was giving a description of his attacker. Caine couldn't let that happen. He lined up the scope,-oh, this was going to be great- took a breath, exhaled, and slowly squeezed the trigger. With a deafening "BOOM!" the bullet flew with supernatural accuracy hitting the bartender in the neck. The bartender's head meanwhile, flew up about 100 feet. While his neck sprayed a fountain of blood, the hands and arms that were helping the bartender up got severed into pieces. The group of people surrounding him was no better off. Because Caine's rifle was so powerful and the bullet was flying so fast, everyone in the group surrounding the barkeeper were torn in half, blood spraying everywhere from their numerous severed arteries. Caine surveyed the scene with his scope. He was satisfied.
(Caine)(Thinking) Enough fun for now, I really have to get on the job.
Caine got on his bike and started driving towards Glass Glades.
(Caine)(Thinking) Hmmm.. Let's see who my target is. (Opens Folder) Jeff Olrich huh, nice picture; what an ugly mug. I'm going to enjoy killing this guy. Oh, I see, this guy is running for office against Cornelious-that's why he wants Olrich dead. That's also why Cornelious is staying in a governors mansion-he IS a governor. Let's see (Looks In Folder Again) he's staying at.. The Hail Hollows Inn, in room 208b. The town that he's in, is called Glass Glades..Time to work.
Caine left the bar that day and got on an old dirt bike, sniper rifle strapped to his back. Just as he was pulling out, the Waterhole barkeeper ran into the dusty street, his apron falling off.
(Barkeeper) Stop! Stop! You didn't pay for your drink!
(Caine) Caine stops the bike by swerving to one side, pulls out his revolver, turns around, and shoots the barkeeper in the knee. He then walks over and puts his revolver up to the barkeeper's head.
(Barkeeper) Ahhhhh!.. My knee! (Crying) Please, Please spare me. I, I, I can pay you, but please don't kill me!
(Caine) He puts away his revolver and gets back on his bike.
(Barkeeper) Thankyou! Thankyou!
After about a mile of driving, Caine stopped the bike again. He got off, looked into the town where he just came from, and took out his sniper rifle. Caine laid stomach first down in the grass and his rifle extended out to its full length. Looking through the scope, he saw the bartender on his knees, right where Caine left him... The fool. There was also a group of people surrounding him. He was going to enjoy this kill. Caine put his finger on the trigger, it felt good. He was trying to decide where to hit the Barkeeper. Right that moment, the people surrounding the barkeeper started to help him up. At the same time, it looked as if the barkeeper was giving a description of his attacker. Caine couldn't let that happen. He lined up the scope,-oh, this was going to be great- took a breath, exhaled, and slowly squeezed the trigger. With a deafening "BOOM!" the bullet flew with supernatural accuracy hitting the bartender in the neck. The bartender's head meanwhile, flew up about 100 feet. While his neck sprayed a fountain of blood, the hands and arms that were helping the bartender up got severed into pieces. The group of people surrounding him was no better off. Because Caine's rifle was so powerful and the bullet was flying so fast, everyone in the group surrounding the barkeeper were torn in half, blood spraying everywhere from their numerous severed arteries. Caine surveyed the scene with his scope. He was satisfied.
(Caine)(Thinking) Enough fun for now, I really have to get on the job.
Caine got on his bike and started driving towards Glass Glades.