The man stood in the streets, silhouetted by the moonlight. He wore a black trench coat and a matching bowler hat, allowing him to blend into the shadows whenever he so desired. His pocket was bulging oddly, with two thumbing objects inside.
He turned down a dark alley and strode up to a pretty young blonde who held herself as if she'd been waiting for him. The man knew this was not the case though. This visit was an unplanned one, he'd made sure of that.
"Well hello, handsome," She purred, tracing a thin finger along his jaw-line. "Looks like you need a pick-me-up." She whispered seductively. He chuckled but shook his head. "I apologize, my dear, but that's not why I'm here." He explained in a British accent that could calm anyone's nerves as he pulled on white silk gloves. "You see, I know that you've committed a few serious crimes lately. For example, one of your former clients, a Mr. Garret Larson, recently found himself missing an antique golden watch worth thirty thousand dollars. I also noticed that these thefts have been increasing."
"What are you-"
The man cut off the woman as if she hadn't spoken at all, "Now I know Mr. Larson enjoys a pretty lady's company once and a while... but you're no lady." He ran a hand under her chin and felt her shaking. "I truly am sorry about this. You do have such a pretty face." He said regretfully before kissing her.
When he pulled away, he closed her frightened eyes with two delicate fingers. "Sleep," He murmured while slipping something from his pocket which had been seemingly empty.
When his hand traveled from her chin down her skinny neck and started squeezing, she gave a choked scream, which he quickly ended with the tap of a button.
Blue light flashed briefly, illuminating something held to the woman's chest. When the light receded the blonde's dead body crumpled to the cold concrete, leaving the man holding what appeared to be an electrical device and something red and bloody.
As he exited the alley he held the dripping red mass to a street light, examining it. The man gave it a tiny zap from the device, making the bleeding lump start thumping once more before he placed it into his pocket to join the other two masses.
"A rapist, an arsonist, and now a thief," he sighed, looking to the heavens. "What has this world come to?"
