Zachary walked in a apartment building going to the top floor.
A young child lay mangled on the floor and zachary already had the feeling of what had happened.
A murder was what had taken place, he was sure of it.
He hated his job almost though he was happy he was allowed to punish the bad and honor the good.
This was more than a murder to him.
It was almost a dangerous game in which he must always play carefully as i he had only one chance to win.
If he did not be careful it would be all over for him and he would surely be killed.

He could not allow that to happen.
If he had to kill a few innocent people along the way for the greater good then he must sacrifice them.
What was a few innocent people to hundereds of thousand of criminals?
Nothing in his eyes.
He looked down the steps and walked down anger in his eyes along with revenge.
A police officer looked at him as zachary walked down and he walked up.
They exchanged looks and the other instantly knew what had happened.
He sighed and continued to walk uf the stairs.