Moments earlier I had lurked my victim. Or when it’s about Janne NygÃ¥rd, it is probably improper to talk about victim. During his short life, that man had done so much evil, that he certainly deserved his fate. It just took a little too long before someone was willing to pay for its implementation. So when I was contacted regarding this issue, I really did not hesitate to take it, even if the sum should have been a little more precise. And it’s always nice to visit Kuokkala 
NygÃ¥rd flocks had his hut at Kuokkala church. I could handle the job easier, but I’d always wanted to see the place inside. It was built on during the old order of time with the parishioners’ money before the masses differed from the church. The church went into financial difficulties, it was sold to immigrants for a mosque. But when state revenues plummeted, ran out of the revenues from immigrants too. And the next owner was Janne NygÃ¥rd.
The church did not have nothing to see, but was beaten up for good. The church hall was like a big open office in two floors. Brothel without unnecessary privacy. This way customers and the enslaved sex workers were easily controllable.
I was prepared for the task with poison and an old friend of mine: 9.00 mm Glock. Immediately, when I would have a change, I would stick it into Janne Nygård and I would leave the place without further delay.
- Days, what should it be for a gentleman?
- I guess there is no need for specialities. A woman for half an hour. What does it cost?
- The man looked at me. First time, huh?
- Yeah, do I get any discount?
- Sure, of course – Laura! The man shouted, and a woman 40+ walked at the place.
- Do him and charge 200 rubles.
Laura smiled at me and asked to follow and I followed. We walked up the stairs to the second floor of the structure.
- Well, lets not waste the time, Laura said, and settled down on the bed. Despite the age of his face seemed beautiful and so painful. I just watched her for a moment, and I noticed that Laura started to feel uncomfortable. I think she preferred to be unnoticed.
But I did not come to church to see Laura, and went on the top of her, turned her around, I pushed my arms around her neck, and began to squeeze the woman unconscious. Jugulars were closed and the brain no longer received any oxygen, and soon Laura was lying unconscious. In the background is was playing “We were born to die.”
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