My Target was on the move I had to act fast if I wanted to catch him now, so I grabbed the pillow from the hotel bed covered my targets face until his restraint stopped then kept him there a few minutes after that. When I released the pillow his lifeless body fell to the floor. Now I faced another problem I couldn't get his body out of the hotel room without drawing attention to myself so I grabbed the knife from the hotel room kitchen and cut a rectangular shape through the bottom of the bed and shoved the body in it. I cleaned the room of any evidence of a struggle and then wiped my fingerprints from anything and everything I touched that's when there was a knock at the door "House keeping," said the voice of what sounded like an older woman. So I ran shot the glass from the window with my silenced Glock 17 and jumped when I neared the ground I pulled the string from my parachute and glided into the driver seat of my Hennessey Venom GT and took off the parachute from my back and threw it into the backseat then I took off.
So now that we've taken care of that my name's Andrew Collins I'm an undercover British spy I'm 34 years old and I've been a spy for almost 16 years now. Right now I'm headed to Roseden headquarters to return the spy gear and have a co-worker fly me home to my mansion in Hollywood in the business jet, yea I have a pretty great life.
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Love Kills
RomanceThis is a romantic/action story in which a handsome man falls for a gorgeous woman but one day things take a turn for the worst when he gets a hit list with her name what will he do
