I was thinking about a lot as I was in the plane coming back to Canada. What if Sophie and Jhea were killed ? Was Lara really a spy? If he was, I was sure I would kill him before he breathed an action or word.
I could not bear to see my family crumble to dust . Thus was a flaw in the occupation of assassination . Enemies lurked around the corners and that was a real problem. This had not been a problem to me because of my skills. This was the first enemy of mine to be extremely smart and rich at once. Solomon Wroth Wis was a special mind. Someone like a military programmed being with an objective to ruin my happiness and life.
For the moment I began to think about the lives I usually took , the families of victims I took away. The grief I caused innocent citizens. Damn! I was a joy taker and for the first time since Sophie confronted me about my career, I was beginning to rethink my actions. I was beginning to feel the pain in what I had caused.
