Chapter 3: The list of memories
I keep record of how many killings I made and put another flower in a vase in memory of them. So far I have 32 roses of different shapes and colors. Each flower represents each unique person, I never get to know the person but I can tell by the way they dress. Sometimes I feel like a sinner disobeying god but at the same time I'm doing it to save my mom. Perfection doesn't exist in my life. Neither does love for the organization that sees me as their slave. Slave... such a cold and unforgiving word that I never thought I would be seen as.
I'm looking at the flowers and smelling each one, I hear my phone ring on my bed. I check it and it's a private number... but I already know who it is. It's the organization and I know what they want.
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War of tears and death
Mystery / ThrillerThis edgy book is about Hannah Carter who is forced to kill. As you uncover the book you will see all the struggles she goes through to keep her mother alive.
