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Chapter One

“You think you can handle it?” Boss asked

Viper stared out across the parking lot A lot of shoppers wereabout their own pathetic lives, believing they were thein the world

None of them had any idea that one of the world’s deadliest killers was aroup of hest bounty, he took it He never asked questions, and he never cared about the people he killed This was a job to hiood at

“Why can’t I handle it? Send irl I’ll do the rest”

“She has to die of natural causes”

Viper snorted “No problem”

He had one month to find a woman, and to end her life Piece of cake He had lots of ways of killing a woman, and this would be no different

“Deposit the money, and I’ll call you if I need more” Viper whistled as he roceries in the trunk, got behind the wheel, and waited

Her picture cairl in question She couldn’t have been older than fifteen, but from what Boss had told him, she was nearly twenty-one years old, and had been on the run for nearly six months Curious

The picture showed her cuddled up next to her mother, and she looked happy Pepper was chubby, her cheeks looking like the kind you could pinch, and grandiven him all the details over the phone Viper didn’t do paperwork, reading, or worrying about so tracked

HeAll the little details were up in his head, and that here they would stay until the job was gone

Viper didn’t knohy the wo, and he really didn’t care The nure out where she was staying

Good news for hiuy ned equiprocery store, Viper uy who he kneould hook him up

Whenever he was in between jobs, he would always stick around where his people were so that he didn’t have to worry about endless traveling Working for Killer of Kings was rather lucrative They were a co was too much, no job too hard He had traveled all over the world to do what needed to be done, fro people If the price was right, he would do anything

Froer than any child should ever have to deal, he had been taught to hunt, to kill, and to do it without feeling a daether that reet When he saw children with their parents, for a split second he felt envious, jealous that they could be having a wonderful life, a better one than he ever had Of course they were having a better life than he had None of the that had made him one of the deadliest men on earth

Parking his car outside of one of the shittiest apartments in the city, he uy was thirty years old, a slob, but daave Viper the facts without giving hi and shit Viper didn’t want to be studying Cold, hard facts hat he was after, and he didn’t need paperwork that could be traced

Maurice lived on the top floor He was a tall, skinnyon the door, Viper waited, and when Maurice opened the door his shirt was covered in ketchup and mustard stains

“I’ve told you to change,” Viper said, entering the room

“Yeah, well, I didn’t think I’d see you for a couple more weeks You usually take time off Why are you back after just a week?” Maurice asked

The apart room, the place where all the computers and equipment were set up was spotless

“You need to get a cleaning lady,” Viper said He hated mess

Mess equaled mistakes

He was clean, efficient, and he didn’t have anything to leave behind Even his apart his vacations didn’t hold any personal mementos Not that he would ever have those Me, and that wasn’t what he did He didn’t have a family, a past, nor would he have a future