It was *so* easy. The hard part was timing the move but after that it was a cinch.
Sam sat in the passenger seat of the minivan and waited. He saw a good one and yes, she was coming his way! *Careful now*, he reminded himself, *timing is everything. Wait … wait … now!*
Sam opened the door slowly and struggled a bit to get out of the van. When he reached the back he put a hand on the hatch to steady himself and then looked up, as if searching for someone off in the distance. *Yep, the coast is clear* he thought as he smiled brightly and waved to his imaginary friend. He opened the hatch and ducked in to arrange his packages. *Wait … wait … now!*
As a package slipped out of the back the old fellow was a little slow to react. Naturally the target was distracted and started to reach down to help the old man. That made it even easier because her momentum helped Sam shove her in the back as he injected her. The ketamine acted fast. She cried out softly but didn’t scream. Sam doubted she even noticed the rear seat had been removed and was sure she didn’t see him toss the white haired wig in with her.