Sudden Death!

Thank goodness for condominium demo-showings.

I pulled up to the building of my targets, and there she was, hungry for a condo sale. I waited for the rep to hightail it up to her "showroom", and rang the buzzer, asking to see the demo condo of their building.

"Oh, of COURSE you can see the demo, come up to the third floor!" The voice on the intercom exclaimed with money-grubbing glee. As I approached the elevator, I considered to actually see the demo condo, and almost felt guilty for not completing my role as "potential condo purchaser", but pressed the second floor button in the elevator, hoping she wouldn't worry to much about her potential- sale never showing up.

I couldn't believe how easy that was.

Twenty minute trip to their location, 2 minutes to park, and less than 30 seconds to gain entry to their building. Ha. No need for climbing, jumping, ninja-ing myself up... this kill would be easy as pie.

I found a nook in between the stairwell and garbage room, a door and a half away from my dudes' door. To pass time I busted out my deck-o- cards, took off my sandals, and played about 4 bajillion games of god- damned solitaire while nearly dying of boredom...

...and three hours had passed.

Footsteps were approaching in the stairwell, the guys had stopped in front of the stairwell door, and were preparing to enter the hallway. I could here them discuss the plan-- whether their guns were out, who went first, etc.

And oh-so-slowly, the door opened, and I shot, hitting the non-team leader in the face. Immediately, the door slammed, and I yelled, "I KNOW I got ONE of you!".

"Okay, okay... you got Adrian!" a voice cried on the other side of the door.

I didn't respond.

Instead, I ran down the hall to another nook, across from their door-- hoping they would think I had gone around the building to nail them in the stairwell itself.

The door opened, and the guy I had shot came out...to avoid any dispute, I blasted him again. He confirmed his defeat, and stood near his door, unsure of what to do next.

The team leader remained in the stairwell, pushing against the door to prohibit my entry. i waited silently a few moments, and sure enough, the door opened.

It was a draw--- with the exception that my gun was spraying a stream of lethal liquid and his was simply being held-- I had NAILED him right as the door opened.

SUCCESS!

Two more players booted from the game... and it all unfolded so sweetly.

The boys invited me in, unpacked their smashed groceries (from being dropped as I busted them), took some pictures, and we hung out for an hour or so. Surely the nicest assassins I've encountered, as well as the best looking (they made me say that), it was a pleasure to take their lives.

I'm pleased to report that the boys of Advanced Placement have flunked "Staying Dry: 101".