Hypocrite

Katya

Carlos knew the moment he said those words, that he had me.

They came with a reminder of the unbearable guilt afterwards, despite knowing that those scumbags would have ruined thousands of lives.

I had told myself that I had done it all to make the world better for my kid and those of other parents,

But there had been satisfaction ending the lives of the powerful who thought they were untouchable.

However, I had left that line of work for more than three years now, and succeeded in forgetting about it.

But now...

"I killed bad people, I ensured to do my research well. Murderers, suicide bombers, I didn't fucking kill innocent people."

My mouth and breath felt hot, my fingers gripping tightly to the gun till it was white, and my vision was blurry.

Carlos smiled again, "Yes, the scumbags deserved to die, but who made you judge and jury? Isn't it fascinating that a consigliere is an ex-assassin. Whoa! The media will have a field day with it, and... Imagine this scenario