I Am American.

The man whimpered against the shadow, laying deep in thought. No one could tell what was running through his troubled mind, but he finally gave up, reached into his handbag and took out a set of printed-out pages. He sled them towards the shadow. Thank you. Im sorry it had to come to this, but it is for the greater good, you should know that. Now if you dont mind, I have work to do. The shadow took out a silenced gun. A gun? How the hell are you going to cover this up? The man asked in surprise. Dont worry. We have ways of covering things up. Goodbye. The man straightened up, expecting the final blow. They stared at each other a good long while, when the Shadow pulled the trigger, letting out a bullet right between the mans eyes. Blood splattered everywhere and as sudden as the first drop of rain, the world ended for him.