Prologue

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Prologue

I pulled the trigger of my sleek, hand held 9.2 automatic gun. There was no sound, I had a silencer. I towered over the dead body that now lay in front of me. Another job done. I pulled the dead man into an abandon warehouse, someone would find him sooner or later but I would be long by then. I turned down a couple of roads and it was waiting. I hopped onto my black motorbike and rode through the night.

You may be wondering what I do- I am an assassin and I say it proudly.

But it I knew then what I know I would have never killed a single soul.

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