The rain was pouring out of the sky like someone was dumping a bottomless bucket of water all over the town. Not even the thickly leaved Maple Tree could keep the assassin who was crouched among those branches dry. Even the onlooker's umbrellas couldn't keep them dry, for the rain was coming from every side. The band started playing the national anthem and that was all it took to snap the assassin out of her daydream of the rolling waves of the beach that was and will always be more of a home to her than the city she grew up in. Then that fast she spotted her target, and in the cover of the firecrackers and canons that were used as salutes to the flag she pulled the trigger of her gun and hit the ground running.
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