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Whispers
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Continúa, Has publicado oct 22, 2016
Whispers. 

Such evil things. Quiet words mumbled in secret. The exchange of information when no one is watching. A hushed sentence, a hissed breath.
Whispers, the reason I'm in this mess.

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For an assassin, whispers are fatal. They are a death sentence. One word and everything is ruined. 

The code of conduct the assassins live by prevents
them from revealing anything to an outsider, but when the biggest betrayal the organisation has ever known is reported, everyone is in danger.

Including Alida, a girl who has lived an unfortunate life and been through unfortunate situations. It can only get worse from here.


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Rated 'mature' for violence, blood and gore, language, mature themes and sexual references. (If there is sexual activity in this story it will not go into detail and will most likely skip as it progresses into more intimate actions)
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