Becoming A Baby
The killer had the pamphlet in his hand that said Becoming A Baby.
"What's this?"
"I'm thinking about doing my life over."
"Oh really? I've thought about doing that myself."
"They have a correspondence course that I signed up for."
Tied to the chair Rafe hoped to use this interest to his advantage.
"Hey if you untie me I'll make us some coffee and tell you more about this course."
"It's a new year and I can't be a hit man forever."
"Yeah it must be a hard life."
"Living out of a suitcase does suck."
He walked over and untied Rafe. Rafe walked over to the kitchen and found the coffee along with the pills that Sami used to drug Hilda. He grabbed two mugs out of the cabinet along with the bottle of pills. He put them on the counter and went to turn on the coffeemaker.
"So how long is this course?"
Rafe looked around to find the killer sitting on the couch. That's right stay there on the couch. He opened the bottle and poured out some pills. He wasn't sure how many to use so he went with four.
"It takes six months."
"That isn't too bad."
The killer was reading the pamphlet when Rafe looked over at the couch. Luckily the pills were capsules so he was able to break them open and empty the contents into the mug.
"Do you want anything to eat?"
The killer looked over at Rafe and said, "Yeah I could go for something to eat. Do you have any eggs?"
Rafe walked over to the refrigerator and checked and found a carton of eggs.
"I'd like an omelet."
"Okay an omelet coming right up."
Rafe made the food but he kept looking over at the killer to make sure he wasn't coming over to see what he was doing. He turned the flame off and went to get the coffee.
"Do you want any cream or sugar in your coffee?"
"Nah I drink it black."
Grabbing the mug with the sleeping pills he poured the coffee in and brought it over to the killer who was still on the couch looking at the pamphlet.
"I'll get your omelet."
Grabbing the cup of coffee the killer said, "Thanks."
Rafe walked back to the kitchen and got a plate down from a cabinet. He put the omelet on the plate but poured the contents of some more sleeping pills on the omelet.
"Do you want any pepper on your omelet?"
"Yeah thanks."
The killer took another drink of the mug. Rafe knew that it was just a matter of time before the guy was out. Rafe walked over with the omelet along with a knife and fork along with a paper towel.
"That smells great."
The killer was starting to slur his words and his eyes began to droop. He drank the rest of the coffee and passed out.
"Finally and I'm getting the food. Rafe got out his handcuffs and cuffed the killer. He put the omelet down and got up to get some coffee. Grabbing the phone he called for backup to pick up the killer.
By Barbara Desmond
"What's this?"
"I'm thinking about doing my life over."
"Oh really? I've thought about doing that myself."
"They have a correspondence course that I signed up for."
Tied to the chair Rafe hoped to use this interest to his advantage.
"Hey if you untie me I'll make us some coffee and tell you more about this course."
"It's a new year and I can't be a hit man forever."
"Yeah it must be a hard life."
"Living out of a suitcase does suck."
He walked over and untied Rafe. Rafe walked over to the kitchen and found the coffee along with the pills that Sami used to drug Hilda. He grabbed two mugs out of the cabinet along with the bottle of pills. He put them on the counter and went to turn on the coffeemaker.
"So how long is this course?"
Rafe looked around to find the killer sitting on the couch. That's right stay there on the couch. He opened the bottle and poured out some pills. He wasn't sure how many to use so he went with four.
"It takes six months."
"That isn't too bad."
The killer was reading the pamphlet when Rafe looked over at the couch. Luckily the pills were capsules so he was able to break them open and empty the contents into the mug.
"Do you want anything to eat?"
The killer looked over at Rafe and said, "Yeah I could go for something to eat. Do you have any eggs?"
Rafe walked over to the refrigerator and checked and found a carton of eggs.
"I'd like an omelet."
"Okay an omelet coming right up."
Rafe made the food but he kept looking over at the killer to make sure he wasn't coming over to see what he was doing. He turned the flame off and went to get the coffee.
"Do you want any cream or sugar in your coffee?"
"Nah I drink it black."
Grabbing the mug with the sleeping pills he poured the coffee in and brought it over to the killer who was still on the couch looking at the pamphlet.
"I'll get your omelet."
Grabbing the cup of coffee the killer said, "Thanks."
Rafe walked back to the kitchen and got a plate down from a cabinet. He put the omelet on the plate but poured the contents of some more sleeping pills on the omelet.
"Do you want any pepper on your omelet?"
"Yeah thanks."
The killer took another drink of the mug. Rafe knew that it was just a matter of time before the guy was out. Rafe walked over with the omelet along with a knife and fork along with a paper towel.
"That smells great."
The killer was starting to slur his words and his eyes began to droop. He drank the rest of the coffee and passed out.
"Finally and I'm getting the food. Rafe got out his handcuffs and cuffed the killer. He put the omelet down and got up to get some coffee. Grabbing the phone he called for backup to pick up the killer.
By Barbara Desmond
