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Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling.

Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone.

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Sunshine Meets Grumpy

He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions.

Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable.

One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

The Hitman’s Sunshine

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: SOLDIER, POET, KING ~ THE OH HELLOS]

Lily didn't stop crying even as the car drove away from the arena; the constant sounds of gunshots caused her hand to tremble. She couldn't believe it was on her only brother's body those bullets were emptied.

Raven watched the girl from the side of his eyes, and he cursed under his breath. He wanted to burn everything that was causing the girl pain, but at the same time, he wanted to be the one to make the girl feel any emotion at all. It was selfish of him, but he wanted to engulf the girl with his dark soul.

Raven picked up his phone and said to someone on the other line, "Just left the place, get the body." He said over the phone, ending the call.

Meanwhile, back at the shooting arena, Jeffrey was trying to dispatch policemen when his captain walked to him with an angry face.

"What is the problem?" The older man asked his junior.

FALSE ALARM