Date: 4/21/2011

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Give me a path.. Walking down the aisle with the Walther WA2000 rifle in a suitcase, blood coloured necktie swayed across my chest. I found her. I released my scope with the crosshair set on her beautiful, yet with sultry skinned cheeks.. 'Swoosh' goes the bullet between the forehead above her nose bridge.. Splattered brains on her wedding gown, silverballers to the groom. I walked away with a cheeky smile on my face. What have i done to the poor little thing i asked myself. She asked for it. I'm taking out the contract.. I am a Hitman... Silent assassin of the rendezvous in Rotterdam..

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