“SONOFABITCH!” I scream and slam the bar into the side of his head. The force of the blow throws him sideways and he slams his chin on the kitchenette counter. He falls to the floor motionless. “s**t”, is all I can think to say, and remain still, listening for any response to the noise from my neighbors or from anyone who might be outside on the walkway.
Nothing. All is calm. There is no blood, but I've put a large indentation on the right side of his skull. There is no pulse in his neck and I can see he's not breathing. What to do? Call the cops? No way they're going to believe he just walked in on me in the middle of the night, and it's obvious I hit him from behind. I do the only thing I can think of: drag him into the bathroom and dump him into the tub. After a few dozen stealth-like
