The Political Assasin

He was an assasin, and he'd just killed the prime minister.  Why, he did not know, this was the only time he had ever thought about his choice of career.1

The guy who had hired him, had not given him a name, he had just given him the job and who was he to question it. The money was good, shit the money he was holding in his very hands now, in the silver briefcase.2

It had all started over lunch, the guy who had hired him, had met him in Luigi's restaurant, to discuss the deal. He said he wanted the prime minister dead. At first he'd laughed, dosn't everyone want the prime minister dead?3

But then the guy had named the price and he realised it was one that he could not refuse, this amount of money could help him to retire, no more killing. Not that it ever bothered him till now.4

But now the job was over, the shit had hit the fan, millions of people everywhere where looking for the guy who had shot Gorden Brown.  There were mixed feelings in the media, he knew some people idolised him for doing what he had done. But shit now he knew the government had a price on his head.5

He had killed plenty of times, Big business men, Gangsters, rich wives, mercy killings you name it, but he had always managed to remain anonymous.6

However that was all changing now, because they knew who had hired him, they had just arrested Tony Blair, and how long was it before he talked?7

He had no choice now, he couldn't risk the goverment getting him, he dragged the body from the car boot, the guy who he had killed earlier. The guy who looked like him, had his ID in his pocket and a note saying "I Killed Gorden Brown" and he leaned furthur over the edge of the cliff, taking in the sheer height and how far he would fall if he slipped. Then he tossed the body over, Then after it, he threw the briefcase of money.  He watched as the £15,000,000 bounced off the rocks, following the body down the cliffside.8

and he turned and walked away, with his new life, his new identity and the other £5,000,000 that he'd taken from the case before he'd threw it. The money was a big sacrifice, but at least he had some of it.9

and who would believe Tony Blair when he told them he'd paid him £20,000,000 and not the £15,000,000 they had found at the bottom of the cliff. Blaire had a motive, he'd lost his job to Brown.10

They would just think the guy he'd hired had, had a guilt trip and ended it.11

But he hadn't, he was now a new man, he had just walked into a new life, as a high rank politician, someone nobody would ever suspect of killing the prime minister. He was off for a slap up lunch with other members of parliment. Caviar, and all the trimmings. What a life.12