A snort escaped me as I rolled my neck when his car finally pulled up in front of the building, over an hour later than I’d been expecting him.
His gait was wobbly, making me shake my head as I looked through my scope.
Such a boss that he didn’t even have to worry about driving when drunk, I guess.
Not that it mattered.
Actually, it would likely make my life easier. He was predictable when he’d had too much to drink.
He would go into his kitchen, grab an energy drink and a bag of chips or some other snack food, take it over to his giant TV in the living room, power up one of his gaming consoles, and play until he passed out right there on the couch.
He barely moved.
It would make for an easy-ass shot.
It would all finally be over in just a couple more minutes.
The lights flicked on, illuminating his apartment, making it completely visible from the ground and all the buildings around it. Like the one I was lying on top of, only my gun and arms visible on the ledge.
I couldn’t wrap my head around being so careless. No blinds was fine if you were smart enough to install some bullet-resistant glass.
Cody, well, Cody was not that smart.
My bullet would slice right through the glass and into his forehead.
He would never see it coming.
And it could all have been avoided if the bastard invested in some blinds or curtains.
Not that I was complaining as I watched him go into his kitchen, grabbing his drinks and snacks, then making his way to his living room.
He checked his phone as he powered up his TV and console.
He slipped on his expensive headphones.
He rolled his neck.
Then he sat back on the couch with his remote in his hands, ready to play.
One.
Two.
Three.
And it was all over.
I watched as the bullet lodged right there in the center of his forehead, leaving his face frozen exactly as it had been a second before.
Oblivious to his fate.
He was supposed to be alone.
But it was clear only a few seconds later that I had miscalculated, that I’d fucked up.
He wasn’t alone.
Because a woman was running out of the bedroom, making her way toward Cody, and taking in the bullet in his head.
Her gaze lifted, staring right at me, but not knowing it.
And, fuck.
She was the most gorgeous fucking woman I’d ever seen in my entire goddamn life.
And I’d just killed her boyfriend.