A Reason To Kill Part 4 One More Life

I've been watching him. I know his styles, his methods, his mind. But I've watched long enough. Time to bring the game to a close. I follow his every footstep. If he feels a chill, it's me breathing down his neck. But before I call time on our little charade, a moment of contemplation. I admire his work and in another life, maybe we'd even be friends. But not this life... I brush past his shoulder, turn to face him and as our eyes meet, he knows who I am. I was expecting more of a struggle but the blade glides in effortlessly. I thrust it upwards just to make sure and I watch as the life drains from his eyes. His cold expressionless face stares at me almost like he was expecting this moment. I withdraw the blade and ease him to the ground. A little bit of respect towards an exquisite artist. The famous Moonlight Killer lies cold and staring up at his precious moonlight. It's almost sad to see him go. He was once the King of the Kill, the Hades of the Headlines! But not anymore. Now it's my front page... And I'm a whole new kind of evil.