In shock, my mother sat there with her mouth open.She did not yell.She simply sat there and alternated between me and her deceased husband.Her hands were all over.I focused on her.

He was due this.He has raped me in my room weekly for the past six years.He then slapped me around because he was putting the blame on me and wanted to feel better.You were aware of the situation.You said you didn't believe me when I told you, but you knew.I'm sure you knew.She gave a violent head shake, but it wasn't a denial.I just knew, I don't know how I knew that.

"For what you allowed to happen, you deserve to die.He deserved it for what he did to me, so I killed him to stop him from doing it to anyone else.Living with it is your punishment.You can take your own life if you are a coward.I'm unconcerned.The only thing I require of you is that you notify me at least 24 hours in advance of reporting this.You will never see me again because I am leaving.I need some time to escape.You owe me this for all that he did to me while you held on."

I quickly ran upstairs and changed into new clothes.I had already taken a bag from under my bed and packed it.My mother was still seated at the table when I left the house.I didn't turn around and slammed the door behind me as I left.I started the journey to becoming George as soon as I crossed the threshold and assumed the name Fagin King, which was on my brand-new passport.

I had liked martial arts;I was able to express my emotions well through the combination of aggression and discipline.Karate, tae kwon do, aikido, and judoI moved on after learning them until just before I became a black belt.enough to be proficient but not enough to be noticed or stand out.I needed to get far away when I left home in case my mother decided to report me.I signed up for a one-year Kung Fu school in China on the Taizu Mountain that had been recommended by one of my senseis using the money that I had stolen from my parents over the years.During my time there, I picked up the Maqtis, Shaolin, Sanda, Wudang, Qin Na, Tai Chi, Xingyi, Ba Gua, Baji, Wing Chun, and Maqtis forms of Kung Fu.I liked the control and beauty of kung-fu, but I needed something even more practical, so when I got back, I learned the Israeli unarmed combat art of Krav Maga in Germany.It focused on aggression and close-combat attacks on vulnerable areas like the liver, groin, eyes, throat, and throat.It focused on maximum efficiency rather than the respectful nature of oriental martial arts.

I traveled to the United States from Germany.I joined a survivalist colony in Utah after finding the right location for a few months. There, I spent three years learning about all kinds of weapons and other skills.The men taught me how to make bombs, and the women taught me more subtle techniques like poisoning.Most of my instructors were retired members of the US military.There were US Marines, Army Rangers, SEALs, and a random SAS soldier with PTSD, all of whom were present.I taught martial arts in return.I was not even in the country, and there were no records.

I needed to know if I was wanted when I got back.A good detective might be able to link Fagin King to a double homicide, even though I used an alias.I learned that my mother had admitted to the murder of my father.Because I hadn't told her, she couldn't tell the priest, but the police decided they were the same killer and charged her anyway.She pleaded guilty to that as well, even though they lacked evidence.It's over.

She didn't do it for me, so I didn't feel any gratitude toward her.I assumed it was merely a means of escaping it.She never explained why she killed him, according to my knowledge.She probably went back into denial and hid out in prison.Whether she is still present, alive or dead, I do not know.I'm unconcerned.She and my first two executions are in the trash can from my early years.

Simbine paid me close attention.My expression must have indicated my brief memory.

"What do you require of me?"I questioned Simbine.She had something else in store for me if she wanted me to give up anything just because we hadn't killed each other.

Simbine grinned.Since I just saved your life, please show me some respect.

"Okay, I'll trade with you."Simbine raised an eyebrow and slightly cocked her head.I needed information, but she wouldn't give it to me, so I had to subtly and slyly extract it from her.Who sent you after me is important to me.I'm not going to tell you anything about my past, even though I know you won't.However, we can get closer by avoiding the truth a little.I had no intention of providing anything to her once more.It was time to tell the truth and not lie, giving her what she wanted.

“Hmmm.I think so.Let's see how things go.

"However, first, why didn't you kill me when you could have?"

"As a result of this."She made a hand gesture to include both of us and the table that was between us.Before making a decision, I wanted to talk to you.I didn't just say that I'm a hired killer who kills people for a living.Even if I hadn't been interested in you, I don't know anything about you.Because someone else doesn't like you, I won't kill you.First, I must also dislike you.

"How is that progressing?"I pressed.

"Well, you're going to make the decision for me if you keep lying to me so blatantly."

I might have needed to be less casual with her.Quite right.Then, you first."

“As well as;If you don't call me Debs, my stilettos will kill you.

Her feet caught my eye.Soft rubber boots were on her feet.You don't have stilettos on."

I'm not at this time.But the next time I meet you, I'll make sure I am."She took a moment to consider her options.Right.Since you won't tell me where you come from, let's start with something simple.Orphan?”

"I am an orphan, yes.Drug-addicted mother and unknown father.I was taken in by social services from the time I was born, and I moved around a lot of children's homes.I went right to the room's biggest problem.Your turnDo you still intend to fulfill your contract?

She gave the impression that she was contemplating it.I wouldn't have asked if I hadn't known she had already made her decision.Also, I would have killed her by now.“She pulled what she must have thought was a thoughtful face and rubbed her chin theatrically.I don't think so, no.I don't know why, but I'm starting to like you more and more.The next question then.Loner?”

I gave this some thought for a while.I needed to appear to be giving up something valuable, not just lying.Additionally, I needed to maintain a distance from the truth or what she anticipated so that it was not too obvious.Yes.Because I was always the new kid or the child in foster care, I was bullied at school.You are familiar with children.Since then, it has just stayed with me.After some time, I was content to be by myself.

"Would you be willing to tell me who sent you now that we're getting along so well, bare our souls and everything?"I thought it might be a good idea to try.

Definitely not.I have experience.I'll just tell them that I had better things to do with my time and couldn't find you.The next inquiryCompetent in unarmed combat?

"I can take care of myself.I practiced a little martial arts.It was not an outright lie to say that I practiced some martial arts.She was aware that I wouldn't give her everything, but it had a hint of authenticity.

"If I’m not dead, will there be a backlash against you?"I pressed.

She gave that a brief amount of thought.Maybe.I'll just need to deal with that.If my understanding of which hits were yours is correct, then you clearly have weapons training and are not just proficient with standard weapons.That is not found in regular police forces or the infantry.Special forces or elite security forcesWhich is it?”

I said, "Special forces," without hesitation.Despite being incorrect, her earlier kidon guess overestimated the size of the problem.Because she assumed she knew which hits were mine and which weapon I used, elite security forces that handled the kind of weapons she mentioned were few and far between.Even though I obviously came from somewhere in the Western Hemisphere, some would be ruled out because Special Forces cast a wider net because each country had one.Naturally, she would also assume that I was British, but she would doubt herself because I would have been easier to locate.English proficiency made everyone sound British.She would be barking up the wrong tree because I hadn't been around the military.

"How do you know that these people won't treat you the same way they treated me?They might even hire me to do it if I don't know who they are?I was doubting while I was fishing.