Snippet #1901796

It wasn't what Joe was expecting to deal with, there were watchers all along the house. He had stopped a few streets down, and tried to count, fourteen at least, not counting what had already made it into the house, he sat all the traps before leaving, so he knew at least the first wave of intruders would be dead.

No one was making a move, so he pretended not to noticed, moving closer to the house, and up to the front door. He heard the click of a shoe heel coming up behind him, much to heavy to be Isabelle's. People failed to take into account that, with out his sight, Joe's other senses had become much stronger, his hearing was superb, the man moved up closer behind Joe, pulling out a small shock stick, a short metal baton, with a electrical current running through it. He came up behind him, and swung the shock stick, Joe quickly tracked the hum of the electrical current as it moved towards him, dodging to his left, the stick missing him completely, turning around with his own counter attack, snaking his way around to the mans back, bringing his hands to his neck, and quickly snapping his neck. " Damn, now i've got a body to clean up... "

No one else moved, and the area was silent, but the dull rumble of an approaching car engine, " Damn it... home already? lead foot... " He took the body around to the back of the house, and waited for her to pull in, he heard the engine die, and the door to the house open and close, listening to her call for him, he would wait for her to go to sleep before heading out to dispose of the body.