EPILOGUE
They heard the crunch of footsteps, and they all held their breath.
The footsteps came from a man in a smart black double-breasted tuxedo and sunglasses. His hands were in his pockets and his footsteps were certain and determined. Kire thought the man must be an FBI agent. Or worse...
The man stopped walking and bent down and picked up a purple gooey mass lying on the ground.
"So," the man began in a voice both cold and low. "You failed to kill them, did you not?" he said to the gooey mass.
Kire broke into a cold sweat.
"Looks like I’ll have to do it myself," the man said, tossing the purple mass behind him. Then he turned and looked straight at the group. He took off his sunglasses and they saw two red flaming balls where his eyes should be. Rose screamed and the others tri
