Just finished playing Gunpoint, “a stealth game about rewiring things and punching people”…
10 dead. 31 injured. 20 jobs. $13,000. The week echoed in my mind like a gunshot in an empty street..
They don’t let me name names on this blog, but the person behind the hit I was investigating is probably being picked up by the East Point police about now.
Killing him wasn’t worth the stain on my relatively new coat.
I didn’t get the trigger man. When it came down to it, it turned out I didn’t care.
I don’t know.
Sometimes I think I picked the wrong side.
Maybe that doesn’t matter. Maybe all that matters is justice.
Either way, I need a drink.
From Conway’s Secret Blog.