as strange that it had to snow today. There was nothing as such on the weather forecast. I had chosen this day and lo

d he was a heartless man, like an Assassin would be. However, I fel

as his sharp eyes. There was hardly any space between us - our noses the only thing keeping us apart, a breath away from something electric. I could feel his breath against me, as h

n for this?" his deep voice in

out. That was when I realized - I was intimidated by this man. "I..I chose-," I began to stutter, still maintaining eye contact, "I k

out from under his sleeve with deadly precision. One swallow and it would all be over. "I could kill you this instant and no on

nt to die, yes...but without pain. Only an Assassin knows...the art of poison." I exhaled through my mouth and continued, "I believe...only an Assass

annot question if this is my task." He looked at my terrified demeanor

eathing heavily. He contin

ourly and took off the

the reason why I must assassinate you and if the reason seems valid

do you

s, including your routine, the people you m

. I can

sin only ever meets his victim on the victim's last day. Since

intimidated like this before, nor had anyone ever tried to force information out of me so ruthlessly. Bottled up, I began to leave without his reply. Sha

way a last time. There was no soul but darkness. It seemed as thou