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Being a killer is not easy, why? you will ask. Well between killing without arousing suspicion, the weapons to disguise, and the training behind everything I do and avoiding being discovered, is a miracle if I'm still alive. My teacher, Jackson, creates goals for me. Usually they are young women with well-to-do parents, rarely a low-ranking girl attaches me.
I'm sitting on the bed in my room looking at all the pictures of the girls I killed, I admit they excite me to see them smeared with blood. The photo I like best is this. I do not know why, but his screams of pain weakened by the duct tape, the convulsions of his body at the passage of my blade, the tears along the cheeks and the love that I had made to try still shining in those dark eyes amused me. I laugh thinking of the lie I had told her before killing her "sorry, I did not want to forgive me" and she answered nodding shakily, but as she approached the door I gave her the accepted one on the neck, sending her to the carpet.
Suddenly the pc lights up showing an email from my boss.
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I have a new goal for you.
You are Carolina Dubois: 17 years,
French origins.
Born: January 12, 2001 in Paris.
The father is the renewed international fashion designer Tomas Dubois.
He was a friend of mine until he decided to slam me behind bars. You know how you must do. I want the video of torture as with the other, are we meant? I want news as soon as possible and remember to train and stay in the shade.
Jackson.
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Well, you go back to work ...