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Surviving Snow
Surviving Snow
Author: Nightstar

Chapter 1 Prologue

Author: Nightstar
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-18 13:16:35

I just left the doctor's 3 hours ago. I was racking my brain when I got the call from Bernardi Marrieotti. 

" John Spencer, will not make it to court! He has been subpoenaed. If he testifies in court we all go down. GET. IT. DONE." 

" Yes Mr. Marrieotti." 

With that the phone call ended. I was just told that I had about 10 years max left to live and he was worried about his precious family buring its own bridge with a fire they caused... Do these people not know how to swim if they break the bridge? 

I watched as John Spencer walked into the state attourney's office for his shift for the day, come outside for luch and head back in. 

" Wow this guy is a bit of a loner." 

I continued my watch while looking over his file, one that Mr. Marrieotti so graiously sent over before my arrival. 

This guy lives by himself, has a dog name paco, he's on 5 different dating sites. Whew.. I feel bad for the guy. 

As I sit there staring at his information, I began to hype myself up for this. 

" You got this Snow! You are a cold blooded killer! Heartless! Terrifying. Just pull the damn trigger!" 

I had been struggling to do that lately, but I seem to always find a way around it. I seem to make it better, as if I am trying to make up for something that I missed out on.

I put my gloves on and talk myself through everything again. 

“ It’s the 12th one today, Marrieotti hasn’t caught on just yet. So I have time! Time to fully perfect this, 12 families…. 12 fucking families, that I have hidden away.” 

 I thought as I watched John Spencer leaving his afternoon shift at the attorney's office. I watched as he walked up to his souped up slick black BMW, hand on the handle.

Why doesn't this guy just park in the garage? Does he know he's being targeted and wants to be out in the open incase someone comes after him? I approach him until I am within arms reach and my SIG Mosquito is right at the nape of his neck.

“ Don’t move another muscle.” I threaten with my silenced SIG Mosquito, one I had acquired after my service in the Marine Corps. It was a gift from my commanding officer Robins, he pulled it from his holster as he lay bleeding, and dying in my arms. It was a successful assasination during his short stay at home. You see, he and his wife Rebbeca had just welcomed their newest addition to the family, baby Johnathan Robins. He and I were at his house celebrating the newest addition when the shot’s came. Robins in his last and dying breath asked me to watch over and protect Rebecca and baby Johnathan from any future harm. 

That was 20 years ago. I had failed. While I searched for who killed my commanding officer 6 years later, the news had been delivered to my P.O box, 1 box, 2 small fingers. Rebecca’s ring finger with her wedding band still picture perfect, and little Johnathan’s pinky finger. 

In my blind rage I killed over 700 people, disposing of their bodies using any and all local crematoriums. I’d been hired by just about every scary family you could think of; Amato’s, Lombartti’s, Farina’s, and finally mister Bernardi Marrieotti. Head of all families. 

I grabbed Spencer by his shoulder leading him to the alley across the way, face pushed into the concrete wall. 

1…2…3…4, but I couldn’t do it anymore.

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