The Assassins Job {Mafiatale}

She is the shadow in the dark, a feather in the wind. You think you saw her? Best pray you didn't; she leaves no witnesses to tell of her dark deeds. Who is she? No one really knows, her face has never been seen, her true name never spoken. The only traces of her is the trail of bodies and an alias.

Some people are afraid of the unknown, while some care very little for what they don't know. Some people, however, are obsessed with the unknown, fascinated by every aspect of it. They dig deep into it's secrets and sometimes, they just dig too deep to get out.

"So, mysterious killer; has no face, no known age or gender, hell, we don't even have a name for this guy!" She stared down at the one paper file with very few words. "No known name anyways. We have an alias though." He grinned as he looked at his frustrated companion. "What the hell kind of name is Bloodshot?"