The Hit

Driving down a road On stretch called "Dead Man's Pass" Little did she know Today would be her last Driving in her car As the music played she sang The last thing she would hear Was the gun as it went bang Just one shot rang out As it flashed in the dark The gunman took his aim He never missed his mark He had just one thing on his mind Was his job, and that was to kill This was not his first time As he did it with such skill You see this was not random It was an ordered hit She would die in the car Right where she did sit Now it took the authorities Some time to figure this out When the investigation was completed In their minds there was no doubt It seem that her husband Hired someone to do the hit Because in his future plans She just didn't fit He found she had cheated With another man It happened to be his best friend That he could not stand So he wanted her dead He didn't care about the cost To him it didn't matter He now knew his life was lost He had to send a message So all others would know That if you crossed him His ruthless side would show All he had to do Was to order her killed It was like placing a food order With his order being filled The authorities could not prove That he was the one Who hired a hit man To get the dirty deed done The shooter in this case Could never be found For all they know he could be Lying somewhere under ground 10-31-20/RjH