He leaned against the short wall shooting his gaze outward at the spoiled paths. After rising to the top, he seemed unaffected by both the poor state of his city and my presence. To him I was part of it all. Crazed traffic leaving the drugless covered in ashes and the drug kings recklessly driving. I played well, he didn't redirect his attention to me for a moment. Finally, the perfect camouflage!
Alas, it's hard to step into these modern castles full of majesty and leave with a clean head. Something will take hold of you. And that's why I did it. All raized on skoof I shot Louy Kusgo.
