The Debt Paid in Blood
Login to viewEvery time I close my eyes, I can still smell the acrid scent of burning cedar and old silk. It has been two years since that day in 1940, yet the image of my h...
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Login to viewThe Bloody Business of Clearing the Path
Login to viewLet's get one thing straight, Anonymous, this ain't some bloody picnic in the Cotswolds. My job, and the only one that matters right now, is simple: I kill Ger...