THE ASSASSIN He was always surprised by the way they looked. Often standing there in silence he would envy
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THE ASSASSIN He was always surprised by the way they looked. Often standing there in silence he would envy the serenity in their faces. It's not that he didn't feel remorse, he never felt anything. More out of habit than respect he knelt down and slid his long slender fingers in one accurate swoop and shut her eye lids. Leonard the friendly but slightly senile watchmen walked towards 345, he relished his little chats with Miss Marcini, She was the only one who used to ask him how his day was, not the usual 'were fine Leonard' followed by a swift but abrupt shut of the door. Although past his prime he could still appreciate those legs "hmmm Miss Marcini's legs, wow" he thought to himself. As the Assassin reached for his notebook he smirked, in his little black book he etched target Marcini elimin... before he could finish he...


