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The Crazy Ex's

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What do you do when your mother dies? When your father abandons you on the side of the road, and you have to fend for yourself at the mere age of twelve? What do you seek? Revenge? Redemption? Or do you move on with your life? 

Fortunately, I was able to move on and make a name for myself no matter how small that name may be. 

My name is Erick Winford, and I am a 22 year old hired gun. After the years of living in the streets, I learned moves, techniques. Now, thousands fear me. There is only one thing my fear.

That is? My fucking crazy ex girlfriends. Who are they? Ones a spy, another's a drug dealer, another's undercover detective, and the last is just like me--a hired assassin. And they're all fucking crazy.All Rights Reserved

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