It’s
quiet, cold, and dark. Nightingale is always like this. The only city where all
refugees stay in this big country. It’s been 10 years now since this city was
established, very diverse, very dangerous, I can say that since I have been
living here for 5 years now. I was scared that time, but now I am different. I
never thought that a person like me could even adapt in this kind of filthy
place, a place where criminals are made.
“Here,
for today”, Eric said, after giving me the name of person which I should murder
that day. I was not that kind of person basically, I feel guilty yet pleasure
at the same time doing this. Ever since I have been here, my activities are
either sleeping, eating, training, and killing people. I get used to it so fast
like learning to walk when I was a toddler.
Eric
is my savior, also he is like a father figure to me. Well, no one was willing to
take me up homeless on the street that time, but Eric saw me differently and
took me home to his city and then now I am one of its common people from this
city. I didnt know why justice and law body wouldnt give a fuck regarding the place,
but eventually now I know that our client are mostly people from high-up
positions which also protects us from being dismished literally, cause they need us as
well although they know we hate them so much and can kill them in a second.
However, the money never fails us and they have their watch-dogs as well. So we need to get along.
I
opened my paper Eric gave me, and saw a familiar picture in it. It’s the
infamous singer in the country, but there was a note on the left side saying,
‘Meet me on the rooftop of Darren Church, at 5 pm’.
“It’s
not a name?”, I asked wondering since I usually got a name.
“She
is our client, she wanted to meet you first to discuss something”, Eric
answered while blowing his cigarette with his left hand.
Fetching
my weapons and that day I was off to go to the place where it’s mentioned on
the paper. That day, when my life was changed forever. That day, when I was
simply puzzled whether I should have been grateful ... or not.
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