Stories tagged “hit woman”
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It's Just Business
When I was 6, I was taught how to bait a hook. I found pleasure in the nightcrawler’s scream. At 7, my Crackerjack box offered up a prized magnifier I turned into a weapon of mass destruction. As I grew, my enemies fled in fear of my fascinations...
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Mrs. Green
The teeth of my comb strikes like an asp; the Sea Wasp venom takes effect. I know I don’t have much time and I find his private cell phone right where Mrs. Green said it would be and dial his home-her home-number. I tell her he’s on my hook...
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International Assassins Union: Tuesday's Afternoon
Tuesday casually followed her mark, careful not to be careless. She could see the woman, tripping down the aisles in her $200 pair of flip flops, a total industry no-no. Next, she brazenly stood behind her at the Starbucks kiosk, and then she saw it; T...