The First Kill – Her Hands Are No Longer Clean.

The weight of the gun in her hand felt heavier than ever before, each second dragging her deeper into the abyss. Marisol stood in the shadows of the dark alley, her breath coming in ragged gasps, the pounding of her heart drowning out all other sounds. The moon above was veiled by dark clouds, leavi...

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