Prologue

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He leans against his bike, a cigarette hanging from his lips as he watches her, knowing she has no clue she was even watched.

He watches the blonde beauty laughing with her friend. He watches her being so carefree and he wonders what it's like.

He's never had freedom, he's always been the soldier, taking orders without questioning it. She didn't even know him yet but she would and she would hate him.

He knew he couldn't get too close to her or anyone she associates with because he won't be there forever.

With a sigh, he flicks his cigarette to the gutter and puts his helmet back on. Getting on his bike he heads right for his target where he will stay until the mission is complete.

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