Oct 15, 2022
5 min read
Life of a Hitman
The Beginning
April 30th, 1995… 11:45 pm
NYC
Shit… Shit, shit… SHIT!
I didn’t know what else to do, so I ran. There were men with guns and two dead bodies in the alleyway. I just graduated from college. I’m too young to die, and now I’m a witness to a murder. Wait, that’s not right. I’m a witness to two murders.
