Niko lay on his back with his Ak rested on his torso and his hands holding onto it ready to kill at any minute. He wasnât really sleeping he was just resting, he could never sleep. His eyes were closed and his breath slow and steady. His muscles relaxed as he lay idle.
As Michelle continued to shop, Olek had changed into an old drab green Russian army trench coat, under which he wore a old black hoody with the hood up hiding partially. With his SMG holstered to the side of his left thigh as he walked casually out onto the street. His eyes set upon Amy as she made her way towards the Gruka Inn. He was quick to make his way through the crowds and catch up with her. Before she reaches the door he sneaked up behind her and threw his arms around her, one around her neck and the other around her arms and waist. Then in the cover of the crowd he carried her into a dark alley and soon back to the house he was hiding in. He was quick to take her gun and throw her to the floor. He quickly aimed her on gun at her as he pulled the hood off. "So, youâre the one that got away huh?... damn you look a lot hotter than the photo your father was carrying in his wallet!... O how he cried like a dog when I shot him!... I took my time with the old man, shooting out his knees first, then his elbows, then in three quick shots; Groin! Chest!... and HEAD!" Sadistically Olek spoke of how he killed her father, Olek shot the man dead from the tower, sniping him.
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As Michelle continued to shop, Olek had changed into an old drab green Russian army trench coat, under which he wore a old black hoody with the hood up hiding partially. With his SMG holstered to the side of his left thigh as he walked casually out onto the street. His eyes set upon Amy as she made her way towards the Gruka Inn. He was quick to make his way through the crowds and catch up with her. Before she reaches the door he sneaked up behind her and threw his arms around her, one around her neck and the other around her arms and waist. Then in the cover of the crowd he carried her into a dark alley and soon back to the house he was hiding in. He was quick to take her gun and throw her to the floor. He quickly aimed her on gun at her as he pulled the hood off. "So, youâre the one that got away huh?... damn you look a lot hotter than the photo your father was carrying in his wallet!... O how he cried like a dog when I shot him!... I took my time with the old man, shooting out his knees first, then his elbows, then in three quick shots; Groin! Chest!... and HEAD!" Sadistically Olek spoke of how he killed her father, Olek shot the man dead from the tower, sniping him.