I follow you to the back of the mansion and into the garden under the night sky. I crouch behind a rose bush and watch you sit on a garden swing and take off your mask. I accidentally make a noise as I stand up. When you turn your head to look for the source of the sound, I catch a glimpse of your face. I barely even notice your scar. “Damn it, she's pretty... this is going to be harder than I thought...” I take my silencer from the pocket of my suit.
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