Muse Magic

He opened the envelope to see what his next assignment was. It brought an evil smile to his face.

“Pay back’s a bitch,” Jimbo mumbled.

Jimbo sat in the coffee shop across the street from the subway entrance Willie came out of every night on his way to work. Willie is the night time security guard at the university library just over the bridge.

Jimbo lifted the hood and zipped his jacket just before walking out the door. Save for a couple street lights, it was pitch black. Willie wasn’t a fast walker, it was easy for Jimbo to catch up to him on the bridge.

Jimbo squeezed his arm around Willie’s throat until he slumped to the ground. Having fished under the bridge many times he knew how deep the water was and how swift the current was. The body made a faint splash as Jimbo was walking away.