Here's a taste:
All he needed was one glimpse of the target’s beautiful face and he would be a very wealthy man. He held his breath and waited. Then it happened. He caught a hint of golden blonde hair and a flutter of movement next to the window. That’s when he knew she made a fatal misstep. He knew where she was hiding.
“Say goodnight, goldilocks,” the shooter whispered before pulling the trigger.
FYI: This is a sample from the first draft. It is quite possible it will change before all is said and done.
Bobby
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