"People like me do not get a happy ending. We end up in caskets before we can retire." There was one thing she's never envisioned for herself since her time as a killer: love. One man would pop into her life, originally as an assignment, but would later turn into something more. After years of being an incurable mess, she couldn't possibly let him in that easily. It was surely a bad thing to let herself feel affection once again. Status: COMPLETE, but under very heavy editing (extended description in the book)