Don't disturb me
The night sky was clear, no stars, no moon, just a blanket of darkness that roamed across the sky tonight. The air was warm with a soft gust of wind occurring from time to time, causing the leafless trees to creak. An yet, everything was quiet. The cemetery was the most quietest place within the city. A perfect place to not be disturbed, or a perfect place to take a life without any distractions or witnesses. The red haired underboss was leaning against a rather large tombstone as he was inhaling one of his cigarettes. He breathed in the warm toxins as he closed his eyes to exhale them, causing a soft white cloud of smoke swirling in the air. He leaned his head back against the cold dead stone as his golden eyes stared up at the night sky, as he was in deep thought.