The Hill part 2

Jill was a night-walker of the midnight hour. She was the best in the town, really knew how to make 'em feel special. The lights were her playground; those dull yellow street lights down the main drag. She attracted alot of classy customers too. She had long dark hair with the most innocent light-brown eyes. Her eyes are what got 'em. On shift they would change from brown to tinges of amber. Jill Fall Paterson. Jill because she was just a normal girl tryin to make it. Fall because of those eyes. Patersoon because, I don't know, because you can't really choose that one. The best, she was the best. She dressed the best. She walked the best. She did it for the best. Well, one of the best really liked Jill. He liked her deeper. She never realized it till it was too late. He was like one of those puddles that you think is shallow but when you step in it, into the center of it, you drown.

This guy, he liked Jill too much, compromised business. So Jill told him to leave and he did but then he came back. He came back with all of his goons that wanted to be the best but didnt have the luck of being born into it. She tried to run but they shot her first. After three hundred yards the best that liked her the best shot through her best left rib...

too be continued