Deadly Evil

He worked fast and struggled with the thick plastic bags containing the bodies of Valerie and Morris Robinson. The unforgiving burden of the corpses lay heavily across his muscular back. Hey, not to worry. His back was strong. He put forth every ounce of strength his body could render. Valerie was easy, so small and petite. Morris felt like he weighed a ton. Forcing his body weight against the bag, somehow caused a puncture and Morris's huge arm poked forcefully through the dense plastic, missing his head by a few inches. He smiled and wondered if somehow this could be Morris's last heroic act to try and save the day. Forget it. Not this time. He moved quickly in the dark, to finish his ghastly task. Only the far away sounds of the city streets were witness to his barbarous disposal.