After getting off the phone my mother-in-law, who had snuck up behind me, started to yell at me about her son. Who was that on the phone! Was it my son? Did he say where he is?! Why didn’t you let me speak to him! I just looked at her. Damm woman, give me a chance to talk. That was not your son, that was my brother. He was looking into where your son may be. I’ll let you know if and when he finds something. So, you can just go and bug someone else. She just glared at me and stormed off. A little while later I could hear her car start up and I smiled to myself. I knew it would take a while before the line broke, but it would be worth the wait, even if it didn’t kill her.

If this didn’t work out I would think of something else. She never came back. I don’t know if she went home or not, but I really didn’t care. Over the next few hours I worked on I needed so by the time my brother had called me back about who had opened the contract, I would be ready. Turns out it was my old boss. He never did like me, the only reason he had ever hired me was because of my father. After he died I was fired and apparently he had found out I was an assassin. Then why go after my husband? Did he not describe what I look like, or the guy just not care. Could he have really wanted my husband dead, or was it his way of trying to frame me. The only way to know the truth would be to go and see him in person. But, before I go, I had some things I needed to get ready. He was going to die before this night was done.

Afterwards, as I was about to walk out the door, the phone rang. I stopped and answered the phone. It was the hospital asking to speak to my husband. When I told them he wasn’t here and if I could take a message, they said that his (my husband’s) mother was dead. She was in a car crash when she tried to stop from hitting a deer. She wasn’t able to stop in time and swerved into a tree at 50 miles an hour. I said thank you and hung up the phone. I was so very happy! I danced around the living room for a few minutes singing the wicked witch is dead! After having my fun, at the expense of my mother-in-law, I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. I had already gotten the address of my old boss from my brother. All I had to do was put it in the GPS, and I was on my way.

It only took around 30 minutes to get there and get parked. At this time my old boss is just beginning to close up shop. I waited by his car until he was done, as he walked over to where his car was I stood up and got his attention. Do you know who I am? His face turned the color of newly fallen snow. Apparently he did. I smile, knowing he can see me. As he started to back I said. Run, you die, make a sound and you die, right here and now. Come with me and don’t make any sudden moves. I made him walk around to the passenger side and get in, I got in the driver's seat.

We are already close to the woods. I drove about two or three miles into the woods, then I had him get out and walk. We walked for about 30 minutes. By the time we stopped, I knew what I was going to do.

First, I was going to tie him to a tree, then make small slits all over his arms, legs, and chest. He would die, but it would be painful and slow. That’s how pissed I was. He was finding out the hardest way possible. As I was tying him to a tree he began to cry, saying that he didn’t mean to send that assassin after my husband. Being late spring, it wasn’t cold enough for him to freeze, so I had to do something else well.

I grabbed a knife out of my bag, and when I turned back to him, I could see where he had wet his pants. Was he really that scared of me? Good, he was getting what he deserves. I started to make cuts about three inches long and half an inch deep, all over his body. As long as no one came across him, he’d bleed out in about four to five hours. When I was done, I began my long trek back into town. By the time I got back to where my car was parked the police had it surrounded. I walked up to see what was going on. When they saw me, they asked if I knew who the owner of the car was. I said that it was me. The next thing I know, I’m being arrested. Downtown in the local police station they ask my name. My name is Rain Elda, I told them. Then I heard yelling out in the hallway. That’s her, the assassin named Rain! I have video proof! I’ve been after her for years! Here, go ahead and play this. The police took the tape and after playing it, put me in a cell. Months later, after my trial, I was found guilty on all accounts. Now I’m here in prison, telling my story.

Later on, I’d heard that my old boss had been found and something had tried to eat him. I don’t know if it was whatever tried to eat him or the blood loss, I really didn’t care, he was dead and I was happy.