#650

Now the only question is, where can I turn him.

So I followed after he stood there looking onto his phone what felt like forever.

Unfortunately he went on jogging. So it was not quite as easy as on other instances to follow, let alone not look too suspiciius keeping up with him, not wearing jogging gear per say. But I pretended to jog non the less, around the streets, through a small park, constantly looking out for opportunities to end this, even thinking about an open ambush, jumping at him mid-jog, heading for some bushes. But I decided against this desperate thought. It was hard enough to keep up with his pace. Fortunately my current form was rather fit.

After what could have easily been half an hour he stopped again for his phone while I sighed in relief. I was a bit behind him, slowing down to a moderate walk, scanning the surroundings.

He stood on a sidewalk passed several small shops, the street not really crowded but far from empty.

But he stood right infront of a small alley and I decided that this would be ss good as any opportunities.

So I walked passed him into that alley, preparing to act.

"Oh shit!" I let out, making sure it was loud enough for him to hear, looking down towards a bunch of random junk littered along the walkway.

He looked up.

"Damn! This... this is... poor thing" I improvised, looking back and forth between the litter and him.

And he looked up!

He looked at me with an asking headshake.

I got on my knees, reaching out inbetween the litter. And when I looked back at him I sure had to tone down an upcoming smile when I saw him walking towards me.

"What's up dude" he asked while coming closer.

"I can't understand how someone can do such stuff!" I answered, pointing to the spot again. But as soon as he was close enough to see that there really was nothing but newspaper and a pizza box I smashed a freshly unsealed syringe into his hip.