A hit but not missed

Rufus had been as ruthlessly efficient as a Special Forces commando. Apart from the time waiting for his father to come home, the sortie had been very quickly and quietly executed. It had been a double execution in fact, of two people nobody was likely to miss. It was a pity he couldn’t have taken his mother into his confidence because she might just have been able to get her bastard of a husband’s life insured for a packet.

But that would have given a clear motive.

Friday at 10.00, he was the first one in class.

Recovered. Penis excepted!