No Questions Asked

No Questions Asked

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 18, 2016
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Calvin is an assassin, a killer for hire, a slay for pay, whatever you wanna call him, and he's good at his job. For years he's killed first asked questions later. But this time it's different. Usually he's sent to kill random civilians that he has never met or spoken to and he assumes they are getting what's coming to them, but this new assignment turns his whole world upside down. This time he's out to kill a man well known and loved in the town. Someone he's spoken to before and has maybe even grown to admire, maybe a bit too much. All these years of asking no questions and finally he's forced to ask: does this person deserve to die?
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