I randomely add snippets to this story when a new murder pops into my head. (That's normal, right?) I have a few more typed that i will add, and a few idea's i haven't worked through yet, feel free to give me ideas.

The first time…

The first time he saw her he thought maybe it was a coincidence. He watched his mark all night, and maybe he couldn't help but watch the strippers too. This was a hack joint. Not a lot of regular or talented girls. The kind of place where the women worked for nothing but tips, and had to pay the club to get on stage.

Goloft seemed partial to blonds, so was Happy, so having to watch the tub of lard loan shark get 3 lap dances wasn't too tortuous. He watched Goloft go into the back with one of the dancers. Perfect; Hap waited outside the door planning to slip in as soon as the stripper slipped out.

The stripper left sooner than Happy thought she would 'Goloft didn't get his money's worth' Hap couldn't help but think. The stripper walked out slowly, clicking the door shut, and gave Happy a sexy ass smirk on her way by. Happy suddenly regretted not getting himself a lap dance, knowing he couldn't risk it and stick around after his job was done.

Hap snuck in the room ready to take out his target only to see the man convulsing on the floor. That's when he heard it, a bouncer screaming for the bartender to call 911; some guy was having a seizure in one of the private rooms.

Happy ran out of the room and out a back exit to the parking lot, pulling his bike into the diner across the street and commenced watching the ruckus. Paramedics first, then cops, then a gurney being wheeled out with a body bag. The ambulance left with no sirens. Goloft was dead. But not by Happy's hand. And that's when it hit him. That stripper had smirked at him, and then gone and told her boss her John was having a seizure, any other whore would have run out of that room screaming for help.

That bitch had taken his hit!

Happy agonized over that kill for months. It was his first failure. Lorca told him not to worry about it, Goloft was slime, it wasn't surprising more than one person wanted him dead. And he was dead, which was the important part. Lorca even gave him some money for his trouble, though not the full amount, since he hadn't done the full job. And Happy got no smiley face. It would have been his 3rd.

This is the very first thing I'm posting on here, so please be nice!