make perfect , effective , controllable killers .
now free from the agencies chains , he works as a hitman for the criminal underworld . while maintaining a facade as the arkham families youngest son .
goes by desmond hawke for these
โ word is, a man with my.. talents, might be the kind of thing you have work for. โ
his reputation speaks for itself, if she looked into it, he was.. effective, efficient. that kind of man wouldn't necessarily look for work, it comes to em.
โ again, if i wished you harm, we'd not be speaking. โ
spent his life fighting; not always for good, often for bad an unpleasant reasons. not like he ever had a choice in it, before now.
cut free from the chains that once held him. to hell with order.
โ don't threaten me โ
โ youโd be paranoid too if there was a bounty on your head. but iโm guessing you already know about thatโso, is that why youโre here? โ
her head tilts slightly, dark orbs scanning his face, lingering on the scar cutting through his cheek and eye. he looked like a seasoned
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โ with a good time. โ he teased back, grin tugging at his lips. โ wonder what one of us, has the faster trigger finger. โ
he watches her closely, carefully. a smart man, calculated.
โ whispers are a thing these streets thrive on.. hasn't changed a bit since i left.. โ
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if he hears one more christmas song being played this early . . he'll riot .
( he's aware it's december , but he doesn't need this crap so early in the morning . )
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he watches, each breath, the glint in her eyes, the subtle smirk, oh.. she'd be one to watch. raise in this city. he has eye for that kind of thing.
โ in this city, everyone has a.. hustle of sorts. โ he teased.. far too, relaxed for the serious nature of this situation. โ
her gaze catches every subtle shift in his posture and every hint of a grin. her smirk still tips on her brims, a flicker of something colder settling in her eyes.
โ โother things,โ โ she repeats, letting the words roll off her tongue with a hint of mock amusement.
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โ a man with nothing to loose.
โ if i wanted you dead, darling; you'd be dead. we wouldn't be talking, there are multiple perfect spots for a sniper round these parts. โ
as if that might ease her concerns.
โ not saying i was sent by anyone, but out of curiosity, what โ