Jimmy lay flat on the ground, his belly pressed tightly to the earth.
Green shrubs sheltered him from view. Only one hundred yards of cleared
land sat between him and his objective. He had waited five years for this.
It so happened that it was five years ago from today that it had happened.
The nightmare that had taken place that evening was again playing in his
mind. The sound of the first shot
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had done to his father. The difference here being that it was not Jimmy's
weapon that had ended this criminal's life. The kick separated the two
bodies, revealing a knife in each man's heart.
Whether the second man had committed suicide after realizing that he
had killed the first or whether both men had plunged the knives into each
other's bodies at the same time, Jimmy would never know. His five year
nightmare was over.