Outside, sunlight tried to break out, but the black clouds were heavier than screws and having none of it.
Another few weeks and he’d go home. Under cover of darkness, obviously - he wasn’t stupid, there’d still be eyes on his flat. If he hadn’t knifed that woman, they’d probably have called off surveillance by now. His bad. Stupid bitch should have known better than to get in his way. Her fault. If she wasn’t already dead he’d half a mind to go back and show her proper what-for. Teach her a long, slow, painful lesson she’d never fucking forget.