1:45 pm
I spent the day yesterday following Bravo to get an idea of his movements and build his dossier. I now have a work address, I have identified at least one girl that might be a love interest, and I installed a GPS tracker on his car. What, this is my game, my rules, deal with it. He lives in an apartment so some ad lib is called for. After he left for work today, Bravo had a visit from the cable company and I now have eyes and ears in his apartment. I really appreciate the cable guy offering me his uniform, even though he doesn’t know he did. Not a bad days work.
I have the ops center prepped for our first guest. There is an old walk in cooler which is perfect for my use as it is virtually soundproof. Inside is a stainless steel autopsy table with eye bolts installed in each of the 4 corners for restraints, a drain in the floor under the table and all of my tools are at the ready. Just add one asshole. As usual, I paid cash for my body transport vehicle and registered it in a fake name. It is mechanically sound and perfect for transporting for our purposes as it can easily accommodate a body while remaining inconspicuous. I can’t share much more than a basic description but it is almost go time. One more day of surveillance and Bravo will be my first guest at Chateau de Simon, I can barely contain my excitement, it is almost impossible to sleep now.
A quick check on my new video feed and I see that Bravo is entertaining a young lady this evening and not the same person I saw him with earlier today, interesting. From the look of it, Bravo is quite a player, too bad he’s going to be losing this particular game. Later that evening, Bravo and the lady got into a fight and he ended up smacking her across the face with the back of his hand. Oh he apologized, “I don’t know what happened, it will never happen again,” you got that right. If I had any moment of pause with how this was going to end, it has just been removed. Bravo will understand the meaning of consequences.