In the Shadows

         The hit was like a mysterious shadow.  Darting left and right, behind the walls and across the ceiling.  It was like we were being paid to kill a ghost.
         “You see where he went?”  The largest of us five said.  He was hefty and took up a lot of space.  It was clear why he was nervous.  While the room was large and open, the columns opened us all for a surprise attack.
         “I don’t like this,” Said the cool one.  My flashlight passed over his face and he was sweating heavily.  I stood next to his back and scanned the darkness.
         “Hey, let’s set the place on fire.  Boss just said he wanted ‘em dead, nothing about how.”  Said another.
         “Na, he’d kill you before you even struck a match.”  Came a mysterious voice.
         The tension in the room grew thick.
         “No more! Lay down or I kill you all!”  The lardman yelled and he began firing randomly into the darkness.  As we were ducking to avoid him blood suddenly sprayed all over us.  The big man hit the ground with a huge thud.
         “Fat-ass is down!”
         “I really don’t like this…”  The cool one said, his voice was full of panic.
         “Fatty had the right idea,”  Said the quiet one, “There’s only one way to resolve this and collect.”
         A series of noises came from all around the room like someone tossing rocks.
         “What was all that noise?”  I asked.
         “My grenades.”
         A series of screams came and the flashlights flew around madly.
         I ran out of the room as the explosions and hollers rang out.
         The boss stood outside pointing his finger at me.
         “You’re the one I wanted dead!  Get back in there!”
         “Are you serious?  It's not safe in there, they’re a bunch of wacko’s!”