An Assassins Life
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Last published Fri, Sep 4, 2015
The names Jessie, Jessie Sanders. That's my birth name but when your like me you don't have one name. I'm the top assassin in the league. I never miss my target. You ask me to do a job and I do it. When you do what I do, you have to cut all connections from family. If someone finds out you have a family member they could use them as a weakness. With my league I had to fake my death so no one would come looking for my family.
In this book I will tell you my life and the crazy things I have overcome. if you think my life is easy then my friend you are wrong.
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