I was covered in blood as I loomed over my victim. If you looked from his neck up, you’d think he’d just got back from the most wonderful session of sexual intercourse a man could ever have. Below the neck told a different story. Currently, I was flipping the last knife I had left in my hand. All the rest were snuggly using the mercenary as a pincushion.

“I have one more question for you, Little Prick. You’ve done so well. A few…snags here and there, but overall, you’ve been one of ...