RIP Jordan Barry aka "The Mind Rapist"

After 30 long hours of waiting in sub-zero weather for my target to leave his house I decided that I could no longer bare it. I sent him a coded message that requested a dual. He made the requirements. We would meet in secret in the dead of the night (Or about 5:30 pm) at the secret gang hang out (noodles). After both of our blacked out bmw's pulled up together we stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity. We both got out of our cars and there was an epic stare down between us. He tried to take a shot but didn't succeed because I was too quick. By the time he had taken his gun out I had already put two rounds in his chest and one in his head. He was on the ground in a matter of milliseconds. I felt no sympathy for him. The job was done. Beware, you may be next.