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Bullet To The Head

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Reads 429
Votes 52
Parts 15
Time 15m

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Ed Johnson has a horrible job. He kills for money. Life is about to get a lot harder when the FBI starts to investigate. Just one more kill. And his work is done here.

[I do not own the cover and this book is not based off of Hitman]

Rated R(Intense graphic violence, language throughout, suggestive content, thematic elements, and use of alcohol)

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.All Rights Reserved

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