Right there stood my target, Jeff Volcano. Jeff is a criminal mastermind with a huge rep. From bank robbing to heist, he's done it all. I needed to stay clear of his guards, they make sure their boss isn't being followed. The coast seems clear though.
I took advantage of my opening, and followed up on my target. One small scruff from my foot alerted Jeff of my presence. He was bluffing, but it would have never fouled me. He was vulnerable.
Out of the shadows I lunged at Jeff and tackled him to the ground. With the slightest flick of the wrist, I ripped his throat. He took his last breath in my grasp, I ended him within minutes.
It was those fetal traitors time to die next.
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Short StoryAn assassin's journey out to kill traitors for personal quarrels that happened in the past. There is nothing sweeter than the sweet smell of cold-blooded revenge.
