I now only had two more things to take care of on my list, one was to “visit” Lamai Thuet and the second one was to visit the owners of the Simpson Adoption Agency. Since the owners of the agency were married I had two options, I could wait until they were about to close up for the day after all the staff had left and they were locking up go in and kill them, or I could wait till they got home and did it while they were sleeping, just a couple of double taps to each one of them. It would be done with a minimal amount of fuss. Considering the amount of harm they have done over the years, they didn’t deserve the second option. They needed to see it coming, so I opted to take them out at their agency.

I even toyed around with the idea of doing it early in the morning before the staff arrived but the problem was that their staff would discover them right away, and then shit would hit the fan. By keeping to the original plan and taking them out in the late afternoon, their bodies would not be discovered until the next morning. So I had plenty of time to go over to Lamai Thuet’s house and finish it up that night. That is when it finally hit me, my odyssey was almost over.

Even though I did not have to wake up early, I still did. I only ended up getting five hours of sleep that night. The anticipation and adrenalin that was coursing through my body would not allow me to sleep any longer. After taking a shower and eating breakfast I took apart my gun and cleaned it and reloaded the magazines. I also took out my backup pistol and gave it the same treatment. I know having two guns was a bit of overkill but I was just too close finishing this matter, so I had become quite adverse in taking any unnecessary risks. I also decided to wear my vest one final time, it after all had saved my life once already. Besides, you can never tell one or both of the Simpsons could be armed, or at the very least, they might keep guns in their desk drawers. The best thing to do was to simply go in and shoot them both without any fanfare. So that is what I decided to do, or at least that is the plan. You all know that my plans have not exactly gone very smoothly. What can you expect, I am not a professional contract killer.

To give regular working people a chance to utilize their services, the agency kept extended business hours. Monday through Thursday they were open to 6:00 PM and on Friday they were open to 7:00 PM. The Simpsons were cheap bastards, so they cleaned up their office space themselves after the regular staff left. They quickly mopped the floors and vacuumed the carpeting with both of them working together, they were able to routinely knock it out in 30 minutes. Being that it was Thursday, they would be just about to close up at 6:30 PM. So just as they were about to step out and lock the front door, I came around the corner of the building with my gun drawn and told them to get back in the building. Once inside I marched them back into their office and told them to sit down on the couch facing the desk. After I had their undivided attention, I quickly told them who I was. There was a momentary flicker of recognition then there was nothing. Their expressions went blank and they actually looked kind of bored. The Simpsons were certainly very cold individuals.

After seeing their response, I knew any further conversation was a waste so I just shot them each twice in the head and once in the chest. Then for good measure, I shot Mark in the groin. The shots to the head were facial ones because I didn’t want them to get to have open caskets. They did not deserve that.

At the last moment before I left my house, I had decided to break into their wall safe. So I had brought a 2lb hand sledge, a cold chisel and a crow bar. The wall safe was nothing special, so within 10 minutes I had the door open. In it were stacks of money. So I grabbed the money and put it into a pillow case that I had brought from home. I decided that I would give the money the following morning to one of my favorie charities, Tunnel to Towers. I took the keys that they had left on the reception desk and locked up their office, and then threw them in the bushes. I got in my car and drove off to my final destination, the Thuet house.