NINETY EIGHT

His body fell freely from the deck, sliding down quickly towards the sea water that was ready to catch him down there. The cold air pierced his bones even though he was still wearing a coat complete with a sweater. But this is what it feels like to fall into cold water where the temperature is below zero. He was about to freeze when the seawater caught his body and swallowed him up.

Mila, I kept my promise not to kill Hunter.

But even at a critical moment like this, Mila's name is the main thing that comes to mind. If he died, he would die in peace. Full of satisfaction and pride because he could keep his promise to Mila not to kill Hunter. At least he can show Mila the only civilized thing he can do besides being an assassin is be a man of his word. Don't real men not break their promises?

Yeah, if only Ezra could see Mila's face when he could do the one thing Mila wanted him to do the most. Too bad he can't see Mila. Maybe for good. Who knows. He hoped that Mila could rejoice whe