[ WP ] A Craigslist murderer creates an ad and sets up a deal . The person who shows up to trade happens to also be a Craigslist murderer .

Taylor parks next to an empty car in the back of a Walmart parking lot. He gets out of his car and checks his.44 magnum casually. Loaded, check. Safety off, check. He lights up a cigarette and glances down at his watch… A rustle in a bush startles him. Hiding his gun beside him, he takes a closer look. 
 
 “ You here to buy the blender? ” The bush asks 
 
 “ Are you Bob? ” 
 
 “ Yeah… well no, I don ’ t use my real name of course. Ah shit, this is awkward. Nice 44. ” 
 
 The man from the bush emerges in a Ghilli suit, holding a small rifle. They stand there in silence for a brief moment, already recognizing what has happened. 
 
 “ Fuckin A mate. This is the third time in a row that this has happened to me. I ’ m sure you ’ re just as disappointed as I am. ” Taylor says in a depressed tone 
 
 “ Yeah seriously! This is ridiculous! Is everyone a craigslist killer these days? ” 
 
 “ Well, I started doing it before it became a thing.. ” 
 
 “ Psh, I probably started before you! I mean come on, what were you going to do? Wait for me to pull up, get out then just blast me? Hell dude, that ’ s not even my car. It ’ s just been here for a couple days and so I told you to meet me here! I hide in the bush, put a bullet in your leg then get out the clorifo— “ 
 
 “ My way is perfect!'' He interrupts. `` The gun is just used so that I can tie them up and put them in the back of my car. Works perfectly fine! I ’ ve been doing this since 2010! ” 
 
 Taylor ’ s brow begins to sweat. He can tell that tensions are rising. Adrenaline starts coursing through his veins. 
 
 “ Ha! So it ’ s been like four years now and you haven ’ t thought of anything more creative? ” 
 
 Silence. 
 
 A laugh. Not from either of them, but seemingly from the unknown car that they are standing next to. They raise their guns at it and look with increasing curiosity. Silence fills the air. 
 
 Two silenced shots, both strike home. Both killers drop, dead before they hit the ground. 
 
 The trunk opens and a man climbs out. He looks at the bodies, and smiles. “ Noobs ” 

