Hidden in a church’s bell tower, I crouched as I aimed my rifle towards a black Audi down below. The target was a man with a dragon tattoo on his arm.

I felt the trigger, viewing him through the scope as he alighted. A bullet in the head was all it needed. I saw the tattoo and was about to shoot when my prey smiled and looked straight at me. I recognized the face of the man I once loved as he stood there waiting mockingly.

The church’s bells rang and I cursed as I lost him amidst the multitude.