She Healed My Scars (BOOK 2)

#1 THE INTRODUCTION

I KNEW HE WAS A KILLER

HE JUST WASN'T MINE...

This is the beginning thought for the book series. I will let you guys decide who you think this best describes.

My name is Zane blade. Once you've heard it your probably dead-or going to be. i have been in the mafia ever since i was 8 years old which is a given because i am second in command for the southern mafia, one of the top gangs this country has. Although I am only 19 i have enough behind me to put me in jail for 30 lifetimes.  my father died when i was 16 in a shootout, leaving me cold. I was approached last year after my father's death to live for a greater purpose. i joined the FBI and helped to start turning these mafias into something better. my mission is to turn the mafia's people in and put them in jail but to also use some for spies and deep cover work like me. My life is filled with danger, bullets, and blood. But it's my life...even if I don't want it and I am on I mission that could make it better

Ok!! So to start the book off.
This book should only have like 30-45 chapters.

1. Mature stuff may be in this book. (don't know yet)
2. Please, comment, and vote I want as many reads as possible!! not for me but if i know people are depending on my then i usually update faster because i hate letting other people down :-)
3. Please don't comment on anything rude in my books. Although I don't think any of you guys would do that.
4. Questions or mistakes please leave a comment or private message me I should see either one.
5. Grammar sucks...so um...if I don't capitalize...I am sorry but I am lazy so I will do all of the editings at the end of the book.

6. lots of (...) will be in this book...don't kill me :-)

7. You may now stop reading the rules.  Have fun reading!

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I stand in front of the table and start taking off my bulletproof jacket. After removing the vest I place it on the table. i gripped my father's gun in my side holster till my knuckles turn white. Reluctantly I slip out the old gun and laid it next to my vest. i place the maps on the table. The burner cell phones, the computers, the fake id's along with cash in case are scattered in front of me. i pull out my knives from my belt and the one in my boot. i take off the scull eyepatch and replace it with my plain black one.

Taking a breath, i glance at everything laid out on the table in front of me. my life was in front of me. if people asked me what i do when i am just 19 i could point them here. this is what i do for a living. this is what i was trained for since i was 8. this is what i dedicated my life to. this is it.

"you ready for this?" one of my best friends joab said as he walks in the room.

"yah." i shrug on my leather jacket and glance at the table again. I double check the stuff I layed. I will need all of this when I get to my destination. I just can't take it with me it has to be driven up and we chose the much faster way of traveling.

I and joab were here on a very important mission for the FBI and the Mafia. Yes both of them. i am Zane Blade, second in command of the northern and southern mafia. By day i study tactics and train...by night i hunt people down or help my cousin with whatever else we need.

"tell me what we know again?" i ask while the thoughts swirl in my head. joab sighed as he followed me down the dim-lit hallway. i had kept on asking him this question and he would always answer. not because i am his leader but because he knew it made me think about the mission that we were going into blind.