The killer
He just lay there, on the wet ground, for hours. He looked as though he was just casually waiting and that it was perfectly normal to lie on the ground. After a few hours it started to rain heavily, though this did not discourage him in the slightest as he just carried on lying there, looking comfortable and content. Once in a while a car would drive along the lonely road and the people inside would stare in his direction but the long grass hid him. He had a serious frown and thin, pursed lips with a protruding jaw. Whilst lying there in the rain he chain-smoked a cigarette, carefully putting the buts in his pocket to ensure no evidence was left, and watched the view below. Occasionally the man would look at his watch and slyly smile to himself, and then he would go back to watching the house. Every so often, when he was sure that no one was about, he lifted the rifle and sighted down to the front of the house slowly and patiently.
He just lay there, on the wet ground, for hours. He looked as though he was just casually waiting and that it was perfectly normal to lie on the ground. After a few hours it started to rain heavily, though this did not discourage him in the slightest as he just carried on lying there, looking comfortable and content. Once in a while a car would drive along the lonely road and the people inside would stare in his direction but the long grass hid him. He had a serious frown and thin, pursed lips with a protruding jaw. Whilst lying there in the rain he chain-smoked a cigarette, carefully putting the buts in his pocket to ensure no evidence was left, and watched the view below. Occasionally the man would look at his watch and slyly smile to himself, and then he would go back to watching the house. Every so often, when he was sure that no one was about, he lifted the rifle and sighted down to the front of the house slowly and patiently.