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This was supposed to be one of the easy ones. Few connections within the Road, even fewer that were still alive β presumably not many connections outside of work, either. Very few of them had those. Nobody waiting at home for them, nobody to notice any missed calls... It meant Jesper often had a luxuriant amount of time to clean up, tie the loose ends, and get out of dodge before anyone saw anything amiss.
The target works at a gas station in the middle of fuckoff nowhere. Well, worked is more apt, considering the guy had his throat slit behind the dumpsters about half an hour before he was supposed to clock off.
Jesper, admittedly, was negligent; the entire drive out here, he'd seen maybe three other cars. And the station backed up onto a chain link fence, which backed onto a small grass plain, which in turn backed onto some trees.
Nothing but animals out there, nothing but the stars looking down, and nobody but the target working the night shift. Except, as he wipes his knife on the ex-target's sleeve, he sees someone watching him who definitely hadn't been there before.
He sighs, and pulls a gun.
βI'm sorry about this, but you probably know the deal.β Most people tend to have a sense for when they've seen too much, he's found. βYou got any family I can call? To let them know what happened to you?β