Kill Games

Kill Games

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Sep 29, 2018
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Wonder what its like to be a double agent, getting assassination requests and being caught right in the middle of government under dealings and yeah its full of the double crossing game.. Wonder how to survive when you are forced to be a killer? *** Pacing the length of his living room, Mike Dudson is in a very tensed, stressed state of mind. Muttering to himself what, who, and why will anybody request him do something as crazy as this. Never in my life have I resorted to violence, let alone take a life. He thought to himself. Trying to even out and weigh his situation, he stares hard at the parcel on his table, containing the picture of his target, a letter giving him a time limit, six bullet shells and a gun.
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“Kaira,” he closed the door numbly then slowly walked over to me, “what happened?” “I know this looks bad, but I’ve been in worse shape.” I say but that actually makes it worse. “What?!” He is aggravated and gets up. His eyes stare down at me and I feel now, more than ever, that I wished that I was still in Hawaii. “Jeremy, sit, I need to tell you something. “ He sits down looking me dead in the eye and I simply wish that I didn’t have to tell him. I know that once he hears what I actually am, he’ll leave and I’ll lose him forever. “Jeremy, I’m not a human resource person. I wasn’t in Paris this last trip. I was in Pakistan, and my intelligence left out that there was a patrol and well…I got captured and beat up. “ “I don’t understand,” I see pain and confusion in his expression. “I-I well… I kill people,” I say in a low voice, though I know he heard it. “What?”

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