THE JACKAL'S POINT OF VIEW I pressed the ice on my swelling as i groaned in pain, the old gunshot wound had still not healed and ever since that son of a bitch shot at me the night he took Sabine, it got worse every day as it oozed of blood and pus with occasional swelling.I was vaguely aware of the three snipers positioned outside my house, one on the rooftop of the building adjacent to my house, and two not so far apart. He must have hired the big guns for this job.I winced as the flesh on the wound that reeked of iodine and pus started to itch, before I massaged it with the stick for the iodine to relieve me of the constant need to scratch it."Esteban," I looked up sharply at the sound of my name- my real name, everyone else knew me as Artoru, some as Matthew, but only a select few, and I mean very select few who were either dead or too old to use it against me or too valuable to kill off.I looked up to see Maria, the whore i gave one job to- nurse, feed and take care of the sp
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