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Code 0191: The Exploits

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I gripped my custom made pistol and aimed it at the attacker. I was used to this; I did these things all the time back at the Academy. 
"I know where you are. Stop hiding and come out, it'll be easier that way." I yelled. Lesson #2 for spies: when confronted, never threaten. There was no response. I took one step, but before I could duck, I felt the incredible impact of a bullet being shot right into my chest. I shrieked before I could stop myself. 
"Wasn't as easy as you thought it'd be, was it." somebody whispered before I fell into blissful unconsciousness.All Rights Reserved

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Code 0191: The Exploits
Sun, Jun 24, 2012

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The blade of my hidden knife stops just a few centimetres from the prince's warm skin of his neck. He lays there, eyes closed and rhythmic breathing. His defined jaw relaxed and his teeth barely showing behind his pink lips. I hear voices coming from the hallway. I glance up at the door then back to the sleeping Prince. The door handle rattles, the guards yell from behind the wall. I bite my lip, balancing the blade just on the skin of the prince's neck. The door bursts open just as I slip out of the bedroom window into the cool midnight, no evidence of my attempt to assassinate the prince. ~~~~~~~~~~ Trained Assassin, skilled in over 4 martial arts, specialised in weaponry and one on one combat... And I couldn't kill the prince. So my question is, what stopped me? ____________________________________ "My chest literally hurts. This writing is phenomenal" - yellowdance13 "Oh my god I'm literally crying" - Campervangirl2000 "This book ticked all my boxes!" -bantaa14