"I'd rather be dead," she said as I stared up down at her. "Then I have some good news for you," i said leaning closer to her , "you're already dead," i whispered in her ear. as my bullet shot through her head leaving a gaping hole
story inspiration, “Leah closed her eyes and rested the cold metal of the gun on her head. it was always this way when she finished a mission. going back to a dark old room, washing the blood off her hands, and contemplating the life she just took"