3 hours earlier that day…
Right at the moment I sat on the bench he already held me at gunpoint. Covering it under his jacket acting like business as usual. He had his black ball cap on to hide most of his prominent features. While his curly hair that reached around shoulder length looks convincing enough though I could tell it was a wig. A few days stubble completes his rough boy next door look. One whom you can distinguish as bad news right away. But good girls like bad boys. In contrast to him I wore a midnight blue maxi dress with tiny sunflower prints and an acid wash denim jacket on top of it. Just a little something to keep me bundled up in this freezing weather.
"The target will be on this same spot at exactly eight fifteen in the morning. She never misses her daily st
