Just A Killer

Just A Killer

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Assassins are hidden from plain sight, yet the unlawful needing them always know how to contact them. New York, a place full of organized crime and people wanting each other dead, is the perfect place for the German assassin Edith to find jobs regularly. What she didn't expect was her next client. Why does he want so many crossed off? And who are these men? ~~~~~~~~~~ Original story, please don't copy P. S. Cover comes from Pinterest P. P. S. Rated mature for gore content: kills will be described. Don't read if you can't stomach it!
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