It's amazing how physically exhausting it can be to do nothing. If you are unable to endure boredom, this work is not for you.

He lost count of how many hours he had to sit in someone else's house with only the irritable company of an inexorably ticking clock. His dead gray eyes never left the minute hand, as if his order was about to come home.

One way or another, the work called upon to shake the cage is always the most tiring. I really began to appreciate working in close proximity. Staged accidents. Poisoning. Something with a little creativity. When was the last time I drowned someone beautifully and quietly?