Posted by The Black Knight on September 04, 2006 at 16:33:30:
The day was waning late on September 4 when Beyonce Knowles unlocked the front door of her Malibu home and walked in. She was surprised to find no one there, since her staff should have greeted her and have the door open when she came home. A light in the hall clicked on revealing a man dressed all in black, but what really caught Beyonce’s attention was the 45 pistol with a silencer leveled on her heart.
“Oh no don’t! Not today. It’s my birthday.” Beyonce whimpered.
He walked toward the gorgeous singer and she started to back away. He lowered the gun to point it at her belly.
“Oh dear Lord no! I don’t want to die gut shot.” Beyonce gasped.
“A woman of your beauty, grace, and nature deserves far better.” He said as he walked around Beyonce.
She started to turn around, but she felt the gun barrel pressed into the small of her back. He pushed her long hair over one shoulder and Beyonce stiffened when she felt something wrap around her neck. It felt cool and limp and she shuddered.
“Is that silk?” Beyonce asked.
“Nothing but the best for Beyonce Knowles.” He whispered.
“So instead of pumping me full of lead, you’re going to strangle me?” asked Beyonce.
“Of course not.” He said.
Beyonce stiffened when she felt the silk cloth pull tight around her throat. It wasn’t tight enough to cut off her breathing, but tight enough for her to feel it all the way around her neck. The gun was removed from her back and she felt his free hand rest gently on her belly.
“Just relax Beyonce, close your eyes and take a slow deep breath.” He said.
She gulped, then closed her eyes. She felt her belly press against his hand as she took a deep breath, just as she let the breath out, he jerked the silk garrotte to one side. She slumped back against him without even a whimper. Her neck was broken and she had died without even knowing what had happened. The assassin picked the limp singer up and carried her upstairs to her bedroom. He lay her gently on the bed and kissed her still warm lips. He walked back down to the ground level and opened the closet by the door. The only person who had been in the house when he arrived was the maid and she sat on the floor of the closet bound hand and foot with a gag in her mouth. He pulled out his gun and pumped seven bullets into her belly. With any luck she would bleed to death before the police found her.