KILLER
I had already made my choice.
Maybe I'm a psycho, but he made me his psychopath.
But I wasn't going to stop killing until I get to Rarf. I need to end this.
He needs to die.
As soon as we arrived home, I strode to my room and made sure the door was locked, meaning no one in, no one out. My heart was heavy. Rarf found me before I could. I spent all my life searching for him, killing men like him; the mafia just to get better so that if I find him, he will be dead before he can even think. I was kicked out of the place I called family because of my stupid mistakes. They taught me basically everything I know; how to think fast when in a murder situation, how to hold a gun and how to have the pe
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