I have only two choices. Either I follow through with the hit or I take her and run like hell. If I kill her, I could be killing my last chance of redemption. There’s just something about this one. Taking out a mark has always been easy. Hell, you kill them; collect the bounty and move on to the next one. I’ve never even given it a second thought, until now. Why can’t I bring myself to take her life? She’s nothing to me. A source of good, I hate all those do-gooder types. All they do is bitch and moan, trying to turn every lost soul into a new found saint. Where’s the fun in that? Better yet who needs that shit? I sure as hell don’t. But when I see her, I can’t focus on anything else. I can’t seem to bring myself to hurt her. There has to be a reason behind it. What aren’t they telling me?
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