The Target.

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"Do I know you?" asked Will
"Christopher Chance" replied the gunman.
"You are not Chance" said Will
"Can I leave?" asked Alex timidly.
One of the gunmen punched Alex in the stomach and hit him on the head, knocking him out.
"Think and recollect Mr.Carter. We will meet again. I am not at liberty to kill you, not this time."
Will suddenly remembered...
"Oh I remember, you were there, when I was sent to kill Chance, to finish me off once I did my job, sorry I killed someone that day." said Will coolly with a smirk.
"We will meet again Mr. Carter" said the gunmen. Then all of them got into cars and drove away.
Will went to Alex and shook him.
"Are they gone?" asked Alex under his breath.
"You didn't pass out?" asked Will, a little surprised.
"Hell no, but if I didn't fake it, they would hit me until I did"
"You sly fox..."
Alex got up and dusted himself.

"What in the name of bloody hell was that?"

"Listen Alex" said Will massaging his jaw, "I need to know who gave that shooting order"

"Why does this concern you so much?"

"Because the target was my wife."

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