"There, on the right. # 261. We should go now, while she suspects nothing." "No brother. We wait until she turns the light out, then we know she suspects nothing." The

two figures smirked and watched as their target drew the curtains closed and turned out the light. "Now?" asked the first one. "Now" grinned the second one, whipping

out his switchblade. He began advancing towards the house, his brother following closely behind.

It was easy access through the back door, since everyone knew everyone else in this town, and no one locked their doors. Then slowly up the stairs, like ghosts, the

brothers promptly arrived at her door. "Needle or switchblade?" asked the second figure as he came up behind his brother. His brother smirked. "Both" he said as he

entered the room.