I walked out of Gilmer Directly behind him and called his name so he could witness his murderer.

It was an exciting afternoon. During my last class, my assassin came to the door to let me know he was watching me. I cautiously approached my dorm after class but got a call as I was about to put my key into the door leading to my room. A source let me know that my target had been sighted. I made my way to his location just in time to see my target walk into his building. I went into the building and began my recon of his floor. I was checking out the bathrooms when opportunity struck. I heard Shawn, the RA of the floor, knocking on a door. Could it be? It was David’s door. I listened as a conversation began through to door. I patiently waited, however, for the most opportune moment. I heard David’s door open and then footsteps as the two moved across the hall. I went through the bathroom. I peaked around the corner. David’s back was turned to me. I raised my weapon from the alert and took the shot. The round struck him in the back of the head. I then walked over, collected the spent round, and asked if it was David. It was. We talked for a few minutes and then I evaced out of the area. Just another example of how “fortune favors the brave”.

I knew Michael and had to do something special for him. On Saturday, I came over to my friend Jim’s room to hang out with some friends. Michael happens to live in the area. I sat in a position so he would not be able to see my weapon. He came in and we hung out and talked for about 10 minutes. After a reasonable amount of time had passed for him to grow comfortable, I drew my weapon and asked him, “Where would you like it, Michael?” “In my ass!” “Fine, get up.” I shot him in the ass. He then asked me, “Are you serious? Did you have me?” “Yes, I did”.