College President v. Columnist

After dispatching the Coach, the College President lights a cigarette. She offers one to Pepple. He accepts, and they stand smoking together for awhile before the College President clears her throat.

You haven't shot anyone recently, have you? she asks.

Pepple exhales. He frowns. The smoke in silence for awhile longer.

I'm looking forward to hiring help, he says finally. And renovating my home.

She wishes him good luck. He thanks her for the cigarette. He drags off the body of the Coach, removes his wedding ring, his gold watch, and buries him.

The College President recognizes the Columnist. She introduces herself. The Columnists asks if the college's heard any word from the Chancellor.

No, answers the College President, but no one's surprised by the disappearance. We take a new one once every three years.

They raise their guns, their guns go off.