Among a roomful of bejeweled women in rustling kanjeevarams and charming gray-haired men seated by white linen covered tables, a bullet from a silenced mauser smuggled through the service entrance of the luxury hotel ricochets off a chandelier. Another whizzes and reaches its target- the elderly statesman at the podium- just as he steps away for some water. Screams, shattering glass, running footsteps and darkness.
Disclaimer: Take one long commute. One bored woman, sitting at said table, twiddling thumbs. One rambling speech. Lots of clapping. Blend.
6 comments:
Not Walther PPK?
- Loup
Nah, mauser, in the butter dish, sleek and deadly.
OH LOUP! how ARE you?
Can you get silencers for minions?
juss you wait a while then they'll grow up n morph into beyoootiful peoples, in the meanwhile...
you'd like crusty's page, she has three sons.
Hahaa - that's the way Mike Hammer was born!
I am sure at these meetings, conventions and how you call it massmurder is committed! But you should spare the chandelier ... By the way Luger is a nice mincer too.
quite the taste for drama + intrigue! scared me for a moment:)
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