I got a call last night to meet him at the bar at 8 pm. He would be wearing a black suit with a red handkerchief. I was instructed to be dress to kill. This was not a problem.
I went to the rendezvous point and saw him. Leaning against the bar scanning the crowd for a woman with dark hair and a killer smile. We laughed, drank, and danced. We shared some spins around the dance floor and it was then time to leave. I said I would get our jackets and meet him outside.
When we got outside I playfully wouldn’t let him have his jacket until we turned the corner. It was a small street and he drew close to me. I reached into my clutch bag and pulled out my gun and quickly attached my silencing muzzle. His body immediately fell limp against me.
I noticed the river below us and flung his body in the water. I threw his jacket in after him. I had what I needed from his pockets… the list of swiss bank accounts belonging to his corporation.
The moonlight glistened off the water and it looked almost romantic. It was the perfect way to end my date.