It started with a fight. It ended a fight. Maybe that was fitting. The difference is that the first fight started a war and the last one ended it. It was not always like that. It used to be more
My name is Seth. My last name is not of importance. The story I am about to tell you begins in the sixties, and ends in the present day.
Before I tell you my story, you need to know that there are three types of killers. There’s the scum, the workers, and the boss. The scum are the dirty scoundrel of the streets. The cut throats and body full of lead type. They kill because they are poor and have no other choice, or for personal joy.
The workers are more etiquette with their work. They are sometimes called hit men, or assassins. Either way they are working for someone because they are the very best at what they do. They can’t be trusted. They aren’t loyal, but they can be counted on to get the job done.
Then you have the boss. The boss is the one running the show. He is the one who hires the worker to rid of someone who is a threat to them. They are not directly killers themselves. They kill through people. That’s why it is so hard to bring them down, but when they do it’s like dominoes. The whole lower system falls with them.
You can’t completely understand the three levels of killers without actually in fact experiencing them. Infiltrating and becoming them. Living them. You have to see the truth behind the killings to understand the killers. I have not only seen these killers. I’ve been them.
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