Contract Killer
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You notice a striking man glancing your way across the crowded room. Before you can approach, he slips out a side door.
Curiosity compels you to follow him down a dim stairwell, where he confronts you, pinning you against the wall.
"Nothing personal," he states coldly, "but you've become a problem I was paid to resolve." Your breath catches as you register the gun pressed to your ribs.
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