He makes me smile

          The wolf-man was quite the sight for Leland. He whipped out his lyric book to write down some ideas for the next song. He flips through pages and pages of horrible lyrics: lyrics like "yo yo yo, we in da hood now. We doin' what we should now. Everything is good now in my hood. Represent!" And of course, my personal favorite: "oh shawty dizzle my nizzle till I start to fizzle." That Leland with his double-entendres and innuendoes! I swear sometimes he makes me want to laugh in his face! He finally waded through the crappy lyrics until he found a blank page. He began to write: "I just saw a wolf-man, yuhhh, a wolf-man homie! I just saw a wolf-man and don't know what to make of it, don't know how to shake with it. I just saw a wolf-man, yuhhh, a wolf-man homie!"Apparently, Leland is trying to communicate that he did indeed see a wolf-man.
           He bagan to stroll along the street, clearly proud of his new song. He looked happy and was on his way to get a grill and complete his "hood-swagga"as I've heard him say before. The rain began once again, a thunderous, shrill rain. Leland stood under a small tarp behind the vietnamese place and just stared at a sleek, black limo. I knew from my background research that Leland used to live the life of luxury. It must suck having to stare at that limo. Ha! Above him, a thoughtful man peered out a window into the gray, dismal rain. Unlike the man above him, he doesn't get it. He doesn't understand. Nor does he know that none of his work will ever matter, the fame, the fortune, the success.
          We recently "took care of" the last guy on our list. My colleague told me he severed the mans head clean off and left it in the gutter. Apparently, his friend hired him to be killed. His own friend! I know not why this man would order his friend killed but our job isn't to ask questions or question the moral integrity of our profession. All we do is learn the ins and outs of our target: the way they think, the way they act. Poor Leland. I kind of like the guy, the way he is always so blissfully unaware of everything. He makes me smile.