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The Assassin (On Hold)

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Parts 13
Time 1h 10m

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action adventure assassin business family friends humor love mafia thriller

Ruby Brown, a 23 year old that just finished her 1st year as a FBI Agent. As a FBI Agent, she sometimes has to go undercover. 
Ruby has a HUGE Family. 1 mom and 1 dad, 5 siblings, 3 nieces and 2 nephews. Since her Birthday is tomorrow, she is going out with her WHOLE Family. But on that day, something changed... 
After that day, Ruby's friend Jackson, sends her to someone to help her uncover the truth. 
But while doing that, Some thing else comes out of it other than just the truth. 
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I tied him to the chair in the farthest room, where no one can hear his screams. 

"Please Ruby, you can't do this. You won't be able to live with it on your conscious."

"How do you know that?" I ask him, while walking around him and pulling out a knife from the strap in the slit of my dress. 

"You were so sweet, you can't change that quickly." He looks around frantically. 

I just smile darkly at him. 

"Unless you have really changed. I don't even know who you are anymore." 

I crouched down to his level and ran my knife down the side of his face. 

"You know exactly who I am." I say before smirking darkly, 

"I'm the Assassin, but people usually call me Death."All Rights Reserved

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