Don't Judge

I did not chose this job. This job chose me. I had my frist kill when I was 20. My friend, Hannah, helps me. I make people disapear. For a cost. One day a guy named Cameron came up to me for a job. It would be my 30th job so I agreed. One kill for 1.8 million. One of my cheaper jobs. One of my hardest. One of my last.