The next day was spent on the phone debriefing my boss Mr. White on the details of the last assignment and ended with him giving me the details of my next mark. I knew I'd never get the guts to leave this job and life behind. This time I was heading to Roswell, a small town just over the boarder in New South Wales. At least this assignment wasn't outside Australia.
I was set up with a small studio apartment in the centre of town just down the road from the business owned by my target, one Elliot Miller, President of the Heathens, a motorcycle club who worked outside the law. I don't know who hired me to kill him, just that the pay was well worth it, $250,000 was more than enough for me to not go asking questions.
Unlike most of my previous jobs, this one required my to gather intel on both Elliot and the club before I could take him out. That meant going undercover and sticking around for a few months.
These types of jobs were my least favourite. Having to meet new people and begin these relationships with lies. Pretend to be someone I'm not just to gain their trust before I shatter their lives, and then leave them all behind and forget they ever existed.
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The Final Hit
RomanceWhitney Hammond had taken countless lives during her time as a hit woman for hire, but her newest target might be her hardest. Elliot Miles is the sexy and mysterious President of the Heathens, a motorcycle club in Roswell, and Whitney's latest targ...
