Prologue
"We can't take the Jays anymore. We need someone to take care of them." The man was about 6'5", dark skin, brown eyes, and a long scar across his eye and nose. His name was Barker. Barker Gorner. He was the leader of a gang in downtown Chicago, The Kings. He was tough as steel, and had no fears. "Any Mercs for hire?" He told the intercom, sitting on the top right of his rusted metal desk. He owned a dinghy office on the southside of Chicago. "One looks promising. But he's not a merc." the voice from the intercom said. "His name?" "His name is Roy Cawter. He's a military veteran, Iraq War. 34 Years." "Call him and ask him about the job," Barker said. "Can do."
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Chicago Contracts
ActionA military veteran named Roy sets out to the city of Chicago after he gets a mysterious call. He soon learns that the call was from a gang, and they want him to kill five people. Will Roy do it? Find out in this short novel.
