Angelica If there was a bullshitting contest, I would certainly win gold. What the hell was that about giving up on my dream to become a lawyer because it would be meaningless? To be fair, I wouldn’t buy it if someone else spun such a tale on me. I was either too convincing for anyone to suspect a thing or Curtis was more gullible than I thought—I would bet on the former. It was one of the perks of having a face that everyone thought looked innocent. “So, do you have anything in mind?” He asked.“Not at the moment.” I spun yet another tale. “I might just find another part time job.” As an assassin, that is. Before I met Curtis, I always assumed my life would end a month from now, in the grand scheme I had concocted to get all the Arcieros in one place for my revenge plan. I hadn’t realized it yet but I didn’t care whether I lived or died back then. I had never felt alive ever since Uncle Robert died, anyway. But now, I wasn’t sure I wanted to die. At least not so soon, using my o
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