It is a good idea,
nay
it is necessary
for the assassin
to be
successful,
to know what
the coppers
are thinking.
Generally
this means
the assassin
is one of the cops.
But
you've all
disproved that.
You've all
gone
and arrested
each other.
What a mess.
And yet,
I still watch.
I know
what you think,
how you think.
What,
do you believe
that my rounds
are random?
That my methods
are spur of the moment?
Everything
is calculated.
Everything.
So, as I wait
for Lurtzy and itjunkie,
do not think
everything will continue
as planned.
So what am I?
Look at me.
LOOK at me.
The monster inside
me
has grown
this big.
Chomp, chomp,
munch, munch,
gobble, gobble,
gulp.
Now,
I will not wait.
Enola was
my next victim.
And he is saved.
Remember,
it has been three rounds.
Has it not been proven?
Without a doubt?
Indeed, it has.
More on
my next victim
shortly,
gentlemen.