Killing Hope

er me is full of stars. I put a wicked grin on my face. Fin

my gun down my pants into the inner pocket. Freedom. Delight. No human soul. Onl

xt step. Call my Master, Roberto. Th

e you comple

. No traces

ned you well. Have you co

that's my busine

plete the mission until then, son, I'll kill

sir. Un

of that blood. It sti

we are now, we all know that someday hell sell us off to the mafia. He's only a small, underground thief who thinks he can hav

But now, I'm only seeing the gain i got. I will be a big part of a mob one day. Maybe even lead it. But first, i had to get revenge