I made a few attempts at stalking my victims house, but my target was playing it safe and was never to be found. I realized she was going to be a tough target to kill, and there were only short windows of time where I could go in for the kill, so I decided to lay back for awhile. But on Friday, 45 minutes before my shift, I had gotten a call from one of my connections telling me that if I went at that moment, there would be a good chance I could see my target. I raced to her house and parked across the block, after some sneaking around, I found my target, her friend, and her cute little dawg walking down the block away from me. Luckily for me, right as I decided to charge from behind, a bus drove by to cover my footsteps, and it was too late for my sneaky target to escape this time. She saw me and started to run, only to reach her side door too late. If it wasn't for her meddling dog, she may have made it. Kudos for fighting to your last dying breath!
"Don't drop the soap..." - Beware of the Soap Boys.
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