The would-be killers were arrested before they could carry out the plan.

He had caught the would-be killer still on the aim.

The would-be killer was at the mercy of the being who held the gun.

It wasn't the only bullet that the would-be killer took.

But the would-be killer had found his aim too late.

Stephen could not find the body of his would-be killer anywhere.

And one shot each was all those would-be killers had.

Unless I could find the place where my would-be killer had brought me out, and get back in.

These would-be killers would have more of a chase than they liked.

"But I don't think our would-be killer is interested in taking the easy way out."