His plan: he had learnt a great deal about knives...how to hide them or how to make them out of almost nothing. Then there was the possibility of the slow strangulation, not unlike those idiots who do it for kicks when having s*x, nearly to death. No quick knock on the head either, unpredictable, besides, he wanted the victim to know him and see him.
The address, remote it seemed, offered the possibility of a quiet 'hit' - then an escape, pre-planned, by ferry or by a light aircraft, over to Ireland, and then away...the victim definitely knowing briefly who the assailant was before death.
'Remember me?' he was going to ask with a grin of satisfaction spread all over his face, 'Well now it's payback time!' he would say before the victim's lights went out.
And he’d be far away by the time
