The Reaper

挨拶

I had just finished another task. I sat on a rooftop of an old apartment building. The notification on my phone alerted me to money for my services being put into my account. Somewhere down below I could hear shouting and gunshots. Nothing out of the ordinary for this part of town. I sit on the edge of the roof, back against the wall. Keeping to the shadows. The roof top access door opens, a man and woman step out onto the rooftop. I watch them from my shadowy perch.