A Hitman's Daughter
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  • Reads 2,750
  • Votes 35
  • Parts 39
  • Time 2h 46m
Ongoing, First published Feb 25, 2020
Mature
When I was under a year old my father went to prison for attempted murder.
At 16, I found out not only had he did it purposefully but was hired to do so. I previously was under the thought that he accidentally shot a woman in a parking lot.
At 17, I met the woman he shot through a mediation set up by the San Francisco Sheriff's Department.
At 21, she and I went on Oprah and I didn't talk to my father again for over a decade. At 32, I began to write him again.
At 33, I found out he may be getting out of prison in less than two years even though he is serving four life sentences.
This is my story. Then, now, and everything in between.
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I slammed the table loudly and groaned out of pain. Not only the pain from the headache I was having right now. But also from the memories flooding my mind as well. I was slowly remembering everything. "I hate you!"I shouted seething from anger as I gritted my teeth to stop myself from attacking him. He was really tempting me and I knew it wouldn't be long before I would attempt to pull his face apart and rip out his throat. "Not more than I hate you Alexander Norman. Trust me." He said emphasising on the name that seemed so foreign to me yet that was my real name. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he seemed to enjoy the internal battle I was having in my head. " So back to my story-" He drawled in an attempt to irritate me before he continued. " Your mother married me because I had her secret and I threatened to ruin her with it if she did not give in to my wishes." "And what exactly was her secret?" I asked. "She killed your father." He responded and glanced at me probably waiting for my reaction at what he just said. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Scandals brew in the air once more. Lies in the web of deception and atrocities committed, he seeks to unravel them. Would the past rear its ugly head and untangle all the mysteries? Started[November 2022] Finished [August 2023]