47 walked into the hospital, slowly walking towards the front desk. As he passed a bench, a small object dropped from his hand and rolled into a corner. The asassin walked over to the desk and waited.
It wasnt long before a huge commotion started. A bundle of small fireworks had just gone off right under where a cardiac patient was sitting. In the mayhem, no one noticed a tall, middle-aged manchecking the room assignments.
47 walked down the hall. "Room 13." he thought. "How appropriate."
"Time to finish the job."
Carefully, he opened the door. Jimmy "Nutter" was sleeping. the asassin silently approached his victim. He picked up the sleeping man, lifted him over his head...
There was a sickening crack as the gangster's back snapped. "Nothing personal. Just business." muttered the hitman to himself. "Hell, i dont even know what he did. Thats how it is, I guess."
Just another reaper man.