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With the Mod's blessing (and permission, because I'm really not sure if this even HAS a section in the forums), I will post my Mini-Mystery. So far I have written two. If this one is popular, I'll post the second, if someone selves it (again, with the Mod's blessing).

I will reward guesses with hints or encouragement. Best of luck!

[SOME VIOLENCE/BLOOD. NO PROFANITY OR LEWD CONTENT. READ AT YOUR DISCRETION]

A Shot in the Dark

MATTHEW ANGEL:ASSASSIN

Angel entered the building 30 minutes late, but as far as he was concerned, he wasnât late at all. He was a very punctual man. Being exactly on time was second nature to him; an assassin is expected to be. Too early or too late could mean missing a target or being exposed, and, with $10,000 in advance, with another to be paid on completion, he was not about to let either happen.
The rain beat against the glass door behind him as he took in his surroundings. It was a large Cinema multiplex theatre, with eight theatre rooms and a wide auditorium, preceded by two lines for purchasing tickets and several concession stands with overpriced food. The man he was looking for was in theatre room 7, but the assassin didnât need directions. He could have walked there with his eyes closed. The path he needed to take had been carefully examined through a series of photographs and a blueprint of the buildingâs interior, which were resting in a latched briefcase in the passenger seat of his car, a jet-black Mustang GT, nearly invisible in the thick darkness and pouring rain. A sealed case of neatly-folded bills, adding up to $10,000, was also in the car, alongside an empty case molded for a gun.
The gun, obviously, was with Angel. A hidden pocket had been sewn into the interior of his trench coat, where it was now concealed. He walked smoothly, avoiding any sharp actions that might displace the shape of the weapon. The ticket to the movie was already in his hand, pre-purchased with a credit card that did not belong to him. His eyes, crystal blue and deep, gave nothing away, and he barely glanced at the elderly ticket-taker, who was on the last minutes of his night shift and was not particularly interested in starting a conversation.
It took him 20 seconds to locate and enter room 7. His target was in the first row, directly in the center. He had a name, but it meant nothing to Angel. His life was worth $20,000. The movie was a new release, an action-packed, star-studded film with high ratings. This meant only one thing: there would be a lot of noise, which would cover up any sound he made, and there wouldnât be much. He placed himself ten rows behind his target and glanced briefly around the room. Two men in the row in front of him, on the left. A family of three on the front row, and a woman on either side of the target. The theatre was almost empty, but he had expected this. He had checked the number of tickets purchased ahead of time. This would be an easy hit.
With one hand he unbuttoned the trench coat and with the other he slowly eased the gun out of its holding. It was already loaded with a single round. He wouldnât need two. Carefully he brought the gun level to the targetâs head. A single shot, delivered directly into the spine a few inches below his skull. Holding his breath, Angel lined the barrel up. He waited for a pause in the action, counted to two, and fired.
The target was killed instantly, his head jerking slightly from the impact and then slumping over. By the time someone noticed the dead man, Angel had re-holstered the gun, slipped out of the theatre and exited the building. The second case of money was resting against the door of his car, and he grabbed it as he climbed in, tossing it onto the other. By the time the police arrived, Angel was already long gone.
However, Angel did not use a silencer. In fact, he hadnât added any modifications to the gun whatsoever. No one in the theatre was deaf, and there were two witnesses on either side of the target, yet neither heard the shot nor noticed the blood from the manâs punctured neck until the end of the movie. How did Angel assassinate a man silently in an occupied theatre?

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xeano321
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Yeah, post more. I spent too long thinking about this one and missed it. (Darn you Nicho!!)

LoL Anyway, it's an awesome idea. Makes you think.

MattEmAngel
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that clue i obsolete, holding your breath is extremely important if you are shooting something like a sniper rifel to avoid gun sway.

you didnt think of that, but i just did


Actually, I did think of that. In fact, it's one of the most vital clues in the mystery. The immediate assumption is that holding your breath relates to steadying a firearm. In this case, it was to launch a dart from a blowgun. It's a clue that you probably didn't even catch, not because it was obsolete, but because it was subtle.
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