The Assassin
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The Assassin It is dark, pouring with rain, but he does not shiver. He crouches in a small puddle under a large dead oak tree near an old wooden bridge. He's waiting. There's a gap in clouds as a full moon shines through the bare branches of the tree, casting ghostly shadows on him. He is wearing a trench coat, which looks scruffy, and a large pair of boots. A cigarette is placed in a gap in his teeth. Over his eyes is a pair of dark sunglasses. You would not expect him to see, except this is no ordinary man. Cloned for one purpose, the assassin sees perfectly well and knows his every next step of action, this is a professional at work. The job must be completed tonight, the person can live no longer. The time is near for execution. The assassin scans the area. A small, old car with...


