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My name is Victoria Graves, and I work for one of the most powerful corporations in Europe.
Helios Global Industries - an energy corporation with influence across Europe and the Middle East.
Not as an employee.
As their assassin.
For five years, I've traveled the shadows of Europe, from the fog-covered alleyways of Stockholm to the winding canals of Amsterdam, from the neon-lit streets of Berlin to the rain-soaked rooftops of Prague. One contract after another, I've built a reputation that strikes fear into the hearts of politicians, criminals, and corporate executives alike.
They call me the Kiss Killer.
Every target receives the same calling card-a lipstick cap marked with a crimson kiss. It's my signature, my warning, and my reminder that no one is untouchable.
As long as I serve the corporation, I am protected. Or so I thought.
For nearly a year, one man has been hunting me across Europe. Through the crowded streets of Paris, the frozen harbors of Sweden, and the hidden corners of Vienna, he has followed my trail with relentless determination.
His name is James Dean.
Officially, he's a CIA agent. Unofficially, he's the man governments call when they need their dirtiest secrets buried and their biggest mistakes erased. Unlike every hunter before him, James doesn't miss.
And now he's finally found me.
With powerful enemies closing in and a dangerous attraction forming between hunter and prey, I have one question left to answer:
Will I escape?
Or is this where the legend of the Kiss Killer finally comes to an end?