Falling For A Murderer

Falling For A Murderer

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Skylar Dawson is your average college student. She's majoring in photography and has a wonderful group of friends. Suddenly, by a freak chance, she meets Austin Carlile. Austin is the lead vocalist of a band called Of Mice& Men but he also has a dark secret. He's an assassin. He kills people for money, but not just anyone. What happens when he drags Skylar into the mess he's made and will he be able to stop the one person he despises most.
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