Fragments Chapter 1 Page 14

James Bond movies or John Grisham novels and giving out sealed envelopes with mission objectives inside – the real puppet masters.

I moved from desert battlegrounds and jungle trenches to industrial warzones and front line penthouses in my role as a hired gun. My new role now was to take out key targets and big players on behalf of whoever it was that paid my fees. Precision jobs.

My bosses remained unseen, would take no credit for anything and as a consequence no blame for it either. This kept their hands clean.

I was trained to use anything and everything from guns, vehicles, household bleach or razor wire to kill anything that walked. And every one of these sick bastards that took my love away would witness the