This was my first kill. I had no idea how to find Robert Allen. His facebook was pretty much blank but with a picture and his list of classes. His picture turned out to be fake and very misleading. I did find out that for one of his listed classes he had a discussion that only met once a week. I staked it out, but I was looking for the wrong guy- I was looking for the man in the picture. I searched his information through the University and all it had listed was his permanent home address and home phone number. No on- campus address or phone. I called his home and spoke to someone (father, maybe?) and pretended to be from the uinversity and I needed to update his info. He quickly realized that this was very unprofessional and refused to give it to me but decided to write down my phone number and have Robert call me himself. He did while I was in class and, unfortunately, heard my voicemail thing which revealed my real first name, not the one I had posed as the day before. I called him back later and after much hesitation he gave me his on campus address. Today, I drove to his apartment and called him saying “Hey, it’s Steve. Come outside.” I then went into his apartment and waited. He slowly came down the stairs, hiding something behind his back. He was onto me. We both drew at the same time but my cafeteria spoon hit his chest first, quickly followed by his long, wooden spoon hitting mine. He slowly realized what had happened and fell to the ground coughing up blood. Oh, and Ninja Master- stop ripping off realultimatepower.net Be original.