The Girl Behind The Bullets

The Girl Behind The Bullets

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~BOOK TWO~ It's been five and half months since the events in Cuba, since me, The Black Swan, escaped again. I left The Company, it was the best decision for me and the company so now I'm free lance. People pay me to get the job done and that's how I have always worked. Italy, South America, Philippines I had been everywhere completing jobs flawlessly, until London. I was set up, someone was sent to kill me. Someone just as skilled as me. As I task myself with finding out the identity of this hitman, i uncover more than I bargained for. Not only must I deal with a killer on my tail and a terrorist organisation causing havoc, but also face my past as there's still four men hunting me down and they have the same agenda as the rogue assassin, to end. [approx 88,000 words]
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