[ WP ] An assassin receives an unusual contract : a man on death row already slated for execution .

It was a peculiar request. Kill a man on death row. His name was Francis Yurik and he was all over the news. He had killed a family in cold blood and written various words and lyrics, true Manson style. The contract was for $ 350,000. An insane amount in this profession. I have no clue why the client wanted this person dead. They were probably related to the victim somehow. 
 
 I had done prison hits before. They were easy enough. I had some wardens in my pocket and all I requested is that I be allowed in, usually as a guard. I would step in, kill them in a prison sort of way -usually using a shiv- and leave without any trace. 
 
 This hit was still strange. Most prison hits were to stop someone from squealing, or punish them for it. Snitches get stitches is an understatement; snitches get cement shoes and a.45 through the head is a bit more accurate. 
 
 The hit itself was easy. He was getting the needle in two weeks and security in the prison was beefed up. Numerous paparazzi and the common crazy serial killer lovers were outside of the prison trying to get pictures of Francis. It was easy for me to get in with e disguise of a local newsman. Jessie Briar was the warden of the prison and he owed me a few favors. 
 
 `` What do I care if you kill this guy?'' Jessie had asked, `` he's getting killed in a few weeks anyway. Save my prison some money if you take him out.'' 
 
 That had made it easy to get in. The metal detector I went through had been tampered with and the guards knew it. They were told to let me go through it anyone. That way, they have tapes to prove I did n't have any weapons on me. The prison layout was easy to memorize. It was simple: 
 
 Lobby > hallway > courtyard 
 
 The courtyard had access to cell blocks A-D. E and F were a bit more secure. E was for the serious offenders and solitary confinement. F was for Punk City, properly known as Protective Custody. Francis was in F and the guards there were appointed by the governor. That meant I would have to sneak past them. 
 
 That part was easy. Breaking into a cell is harder than breaking out. The guards never noticed me once I was in there and I looked at the paper slip I had been given. 
 
 Francis Yurik 
 Maximum Security 
 $ 350,000 
 Cell F216 
 
 The cell would be located on the second row, 8 down from the left. It was were I found him. He looked up at me and saw the dark suit I was wearing. 
 
 `` I ai n't talking to no more Feds,'' He spat. I stuck a'prison' made firecracker into the lock and blew it open. Francis looked shocked at the now open cell door. 
 
 `` You here to free --'' I ended the sentence by plunging a sharpened copper pipe into his chest. The heart is a hard organ to find. Most people thing it's just under their collar bone on the left side. That is actually the top of your lung. The heart is located about inch away from your nipple almost dead center. 
 
 Francis died very quickly, his brain being shut down by lack of blood. I slipped a surgical glove on and used the gloved hand to write one of the lyrics from his crime scene on the wall of the cell before leaving. It was another easy hit and the news was talking about how the prisoners committed the crime against him. 
 
 My job was done and it was done well.
