(THE HEART OF) THE STRANGER [chapter two]

The stranger smiled to at the owner.
“Now I will tell you a story” said the stranger “I have a friend. One day I asked him that question and he answered that he realised that he and his girlfriend were in love with each other just when she told him to put his laundry together with hers...one wash, two laundries...”
The owner and the bartender looked puzzled.
“I can guarantee, that was true love...Then, one day someone raped the girl, then killed her by beating (her to death). My friend vanished, I don't know where he is now, not even if he is dead or alive. I just had a letter from him. He asked me for revenge, and on one condition: to wait till that moth*****ker who destroyed his life is in love with someone. The funny thing is that this friend of mine didn't know I kill people for money...anyway I'm up to doing it that just in name of friendship and with a lot of personal pleasure. And I am a sophisticated one, that's way I've been waiting to get that moth*****ker till the night before his wedding day”
Then the stranger took out a gun. A 'klak' was heard. The face of Hank shot dead had no was no different , just that little hole in the middle of his forehead.
The stranger talked to the owner – he was litterally paralized – showing his smartphone.
“I put the cams out of order and left no prints...technology could be useful and I wear gloves not because of the cold...I take the glass and the cup I used with me, so I will leave no traces of me in this s**t place. You could just say you were in the back room then you found Hank shot dead. If you're not agree ok with that, I  will have to kill you too, my friend firend...So the 'yes no' question is: do you want to live?...Please answer”
“Yes...” The voice of the owner was just a whisper.