A short story I wrote for coursework about an assassin. 1 and a half pages approx.

The Assassin Brian was sitting watching countdown with a can of uncooked beans when the phone began to ring. "Hello?" he said, in his hoarse, cockney accent. "Brian! I need your help, amigo!" said the voice on the other end. "Carlos, I wasn't expecting a call from you. What do you need me for?" "I need you to get rid of that scum bag Mayor of New York". "I cant, I've told you before, I …

…apartment. He had arranged with Carlos to check in to the Rhode Island Hotel, where he would shoot the Mayor from, as he drove through the city in a limo. 12pm, the Mayor was due to go past the hotel any minute. Brian sat in the chair, his eye to the scope. Here came the Mayor, Brian cocked the rifle back. He had a clear shot, BANG!! "N.Y.P.D!! Freeze!" "Bugger" thought Brian.