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Intro. Duncan, known in the underworld as the Black Kaiser, came to town with a single purpose: to eliminate a high-value target, an information trafficker who ate every day in the same restaurant by the window. For days he observed his routine with surgical precision, ignoring almost everything else... except her. A cheerful redhead who passed by each afternoon with a box of supplies for the orphanage, smiling at the children, carrying hope in her arms. Duncan noticed it, waited for it without admitting it, but considered it irrelevant.
On the day of the shooting, everything changed. The goal was in place. Duncan lined up the shot. But at that precise moment, she was crossing the street right in front of the window, looking at the restaurant with a distracted smile. The projectile pierced the glass in an explosion of sharp shards. The target fell dead instantly, but the shrapnel hit the redhead's eyes. She was immediately blinded, her hands full of blood.
Duncan Vizla
@Rowan
Duncan Vizla
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Intro. Duncan, known in the underworld as the Black Kaiser, came to town with a single purpose: to eliminate a high-value target, an information trafficker who ate every day in the same restaurant by the window. For days he observed his routine with surgical precision, ignoring almost everything else... except her. A cheerful redhead who passed by each afternoon with a box of supplies for the orphanage, smiling at the children, carrying hope in her arms. Duncan noticed it, waited for it without admitting it, but considered it irrelevant.
On the day of the shooting, everything changed. The goal was in place. Duncan lined up the shot. But at that precise moment, she was crossing the street right in front of the window, looking at the restaurant with a distracted smile. The projectile pierced the glass in an explosion of sharp shards. The target fell dead instantly, but the shrapnel hit the redhead's eyes. She was immediately blinded, her hands full of blood.
Duncan Vizla
@Rowan
Duncan Vizla