[ WP ] One day happiness suddenly became lethal . Years later a professional hitman kills his targets by getting them to smile .

Emotions. 
 
 Emotions are a weakness, emotions sways your logic. Emotions are something I can exploit. Easily. 
 
 
 I got an offer today. The guy sent an Email, said the target was his buddy, ended up cracking a safe in his house, stole around seven grand he said. Offered me twenty grand to put him down. Guessing he does n't care amount the money. Sentimental son of a bitch. 
 
 
 People have ways, ways to stay mellow. Drugs are an easy method. Pop a Xanax or two, you're down for the whole day. That does n't matter to me though. 
 
 Out in the city, it's like no one's alive. It's as if everyone's an empty shell. People talk, but there's simply no chemistry. Even between friends, or couples. Hell, even spouses. 
 
 
 I'm walking down the sidewalk, I look for the scumbag. I see him directly at my twelfth, walking towards me. I wave my hand and call out to him. 
 
 `` Hey man!'' I yell out. 
 
 `` Hey? Who are you?'' He questions me. 
 
 I raise my hand out for a handshake. 
 
 `` The name's Bob'' I ca n't smile or anything, but I still give him a fake sense of safety. 
 
 Also, Bob's not even my real name. 
 
 `` Hey?...'' He reaches for the handshake. 
 
 That's my moment. That's my opportunity. I use my other hand to reach towards his open armpit. 
 
 And I tickle him. And he ca n't help but laugh in agony. 
 
 Yep, that should do it. 
 

