~Prolouge~

His breath uncontrolable, his gun was covered with small specks of spit from his breathing, though it would soon be covered in blood. His eyes, flashing back and forth as the man cowered before him, laying ontop a rooftop. His sweat falling down his cheeks, he was constantly adjusting the position of his hand on the gun, finnaly he slipped his finger onto the trigger, almost laughing. "Oh god no..." THe man cowering cried, throwing his wallet at the man with the gun's feet. "Please, take my money, take anything, just don't kill me!" He begged, though, completely ignoring him, the man turned off the saftey and his grip tightened. "Fucking prick" and with that he shot the cowering man in the forehead, the blood raining down from the rooftop, falling into the puddles left over from the rain below. THe man wipped the blood off and proceded down the stairs, completely calm. He jumped into the car and drove off. "All in a days work" He thought to himself, as he turned on the radio. "Simple Design" came on the radio...as he drove away from the buildling.