Lyle tensed at the sudden sound of rushing air—flinched at a sickening thud, followed by the wet noise of a heavy object skidding over sodden leaves.
He let out his breath, the odor of moist earth nearly overwhelming him as he got to his feet and followed the muddy swath to the body. The killer’s legs and arms were oddly askew, crooked at impossible angles like a broken statue.
I’ll be damned. It worked.
Lyle picked up the killer’s gun, which had been fitted with a sound suppressor, and stuck it in his belt under an untucked shirt.
The Google plan had outlined the construction of a deadfall. Plenty of rope, a thick, heavy log suspended so it’d swing down in a lethal arc to smash hell out of whatever was in its path. Also, a release mechanism attached high up on a nearby cottonwood trunk. The plans recommended steel wire but Lyle had some shiny duct tape and so he’d used that because it works for everything.
Ten days earlier …
They hit the credit union at noon—piece of cake except for the hysterical cashier waving her arms. She’d totally lost her shit after knocking off his hockey mask, exposing Lyle’s ruined features, the woman shrieking as she clawed at his badly scarred face.
Nicely done! Ha ha, trickster!
Great story for Halloween. Thank's for sharing.
This was great! Unexpected ending but karma will get you sooner or later.
It was great! I was sucked in and the ending was fitting.
Good, fast ride home!
This was a great story, the suspense nonending. A great read. Kudos to the author.
Engaging story! Nicely written! Bravo!!
Great story! Loved it from beginning to end.