How's this for a snippet?
WHERE THE STREETS HAVE NO NAME -
Literally, the streets have no name in this godforsaken hell hole. I've been here for 2.5 weeks, waiting for my target to move from his safe house. Thus far, only his minions have emerged from the building my target has holed himself up him. They get food and drinks for him and little else. As for myself, subsisting on nothing but snack bars and dried fruit is beginning to drive me insane. Only the thought of my first U2 concert keeps me from going mad……
Adam's thumping bass…Edge's penetrating guitar notes….Larry thrusting his drum stick back and forth……and Bono's voice swelling as the show went on and on. I was seated 62 rows back from the stage but at one point, Bono clearly made eye contact with me and smiled….and that's when I knew….if I could see Bono's eyes from that far back, then I could probably hit a moving target with ballistic weaponry from great distances…….
I'm jolted into the here and now as my target, against all odds, has left the building without his vanguard. I quickly emerge from my hovel and settle in behind my quarry. I follow him for about half a mile before calling his name. I want the target to see who it is that is cashing his ticket in - so he knows at the end that you do not tread on the United States. As he turns and recognition settles onto his face, I slowly pull my knife out and say to him "You've always wanted to meet The Edge….now meet the edge of my blade"….to which he says "I….what the fuck are you even talking about??" and I say "….don't play games with me, you will now die knowing you fucked with the USA and lost, and that you will never ever hear another U2 song as long as you live" which garnered a reply of "I mean, yeah, I killed a US Senator and tried to kill 2 others but who the fuck still listens t……" whereupon I dispatched this godless vermin, sending him to whatever hell exists for non-U2 fans/anti-Americans. I then left a snorkel on his body, so the local militia would know who did this. I thought my work here was done, but it turned that another, more dangerous enemy was on my tail…..The Refugee…...
