Lone Gunman.

The lone gunman never had a chance. It all added up into a litany of error and mischance.

The jewellery store he targeted just happened to be visited @ the same time by the wife of an organised crime boss.

The wife of the jeweller was having her own private hell of a day.

The centre security guards had been reprimanded for being lax, only the previous day. The guy who he had bought the gun from had an axe to grind against him.

His wife had discovered just that morning that he was fucking her sister. Just for this reason alone he could have been on track for some kind of (assisted)suicide.

The organised crime boss’s wife was escorted by three heavies who went for him. The wife of the jewellery store owner ??????locked the door and???? went for her Beretta.

Centre security were sealing the exits and moving in on the shop.

His gun was not going to work when he pulled the trigger.

His wife was on her way to meet him outside the centre with his sawn off shotgun underneath her trench coat.

It was all irrelevant as he already lay helpless and dying/

A little old lady intending to spend her life savings on some diamonds had lost her temper and emptied her derringer into his gut.