you re locked in my sights and it d be my delight to blow your head clean off the neck where it rests as you ll see that i do specialize in a one shot surprise a sniper they ve called me the best you d suggest i m a cold hearted man well it s a cold hearted world and besides if you d open your eyes there s always been demand to be met need someone destroyed i m gainfully employed no mark is too sordid no victim too close i am death i profess i ve a cold hearted plan to ingress from this cold hearted life while the competition rests i am obsessed exacting success one mark at a time killing is my business and at my business i excel by silenced gun or silver blade it s the shock on their face as i send them screaming to hell  succinctly my conscience is clean though truly this work is a mess to silence i ve sworn this heart doth not mourn emotionless to no god i ll confess largely but a ghost to them most won t see me at all a red dot centered patiently where the spine does meet the skull and they re gone killing is my business and at my business i excel by silenced gun or silver blade it s the shock on their face as i send them to hell crimes of lust a sworn revenge reclaiming what s been lost adulterers extortionists all pains i m paid to stop they call me the widowmaker