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“Skilled not lucky”

“Lucky I’m with you”

“I have plenty of tricks” She pulled a syringe out of her purse “Truth serum”

“Okay, s room, picked up a chair and planted it in front of their prisoner “What is your name?”

He closed his eyes as if fighting Nik’s mind control “Freddie Novone”

“Were you sent to kill Emma York?”

“Yes”

Emma leaned in “Why?”

“I don’t ask, lady Not when the contract pays a million dollars”

Nik frowned She must have really pissed off somebody “That’s a lot of money to kill you”

Eave Nik a sardonic look and then turned back to the hit man “Who hired you?”

“He never said his name”

“Who do you normally work for?” asked Nik

“I do freelance work I’m hired by many clients, from local mobs to the Mexican cartel I don’t ask who, I just make sure it’s not the cops”

“Describe the man who paid you to kill me”