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Art of an AssassinART OF AN ASSASSINArt of an Assassin
PART I
August 19, 2004. 22:22. The blood slowly oozed out of her throat, dripping down one drop at a time. There was a small puddle of red surrounding the corner of the table. With only the light of the moon penetrating the curtains, the room itself was quite dark. Besides the oak table, the chairs and the shelf, it was pretty empty and spacious. The occupant, now lying dead soaked in blood, had lived her life alone; she loved her privacy and never let anything else bother her. Although the room seemed very empty, it had a certain sophistication to it. The floor was a mosaic of shiny st
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