"They call me Miss DeVill for a reason. It sounds a lot like a devil, it comes with the job. I work as a hit man, just that I am a woman. I've had more cases then my rivals, and I have only lost seven so far.
What made me do this, is a question I ask myself daily now a days. Is it the money that I don't need anymore, is it the fame in the sub hood, or is it simply just the thrill of a murder. I promised myself the day I found the answer to that I would retire and get the hell out of this city, buy myself a nice little house out in the woods and get a few cats and maybe a cow as well, try out the calm and peaceful life for a chance. This city has given me more problems then joys. So far I have the largest record at the cops, I can't show my face around anymore. Not that I am much to look at, after all those countless hours hunting down unlucky souls that has gotten into serious trouble. That reminds me of the poor young woman, she was so deep in it all but she also was innocent. Just a case of wrong place, wrong time. There and then I wanted to take her with me and retire early, her life was the only one I had conserns about.
Here he is, time for work."
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