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Hit Me With Your Best Shot


The bullet left the gun, traveling across the span of space, pushing aside the air, leaving a wake. Mags ducked, the bullet just missing her by a mere fraction of a millimeter. Her heart pounding, adrenaline kicking in.

The two LEGACY hitmen were stationed on the rooftop. They had tracked down the target and had her in their sights. But for some uncanny reason, as their fingers pressed upon the triggers of their guns, the target looked out the window and straight at them.

"She's even better than what the report described," said one of the assassins. He was swinging the rifle around to track her.

"Not for much longer," the other said as he pulled the trigger.