Virgil looked over the edge of the cliff. He watched the waves wash against the rocky ledge. Then he turned around. He had a job to do, so he would do it.

Virgil heard the police sirens in the distance. He had to finish this up quickly.

He put his hood back up, then set a fire to the cliff edge and ran away.

Sure does suck getting rid of evidence for a living.

Ship: Probably Analogical