Troja was standing in the shop buying some lozenges, when he saw a man looking at him from outside.
Troja exited the shop chewing a nice fruit sweet.
The man followed Troja. Aware that he was being followed, Troja had his hand on the barrel of his gun.
Around the corner he went, into an alleyway.
He wanted to turn and shoot when he saw the pinless grenade at his feet� �Aww shi��
Troja is no more. Rest in pieces, Troja.
In Memoriam: RIP: Troja