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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: IDEA 1 ~ GIBRAN ALCOCER]

Currently the mayor, was now sitting with tape over his mouth, mumbled, struggling to say something with his hands bound together.

"Keep it low, your turn to speak will come," Shadow said, picking out a box of cigarettes and offering one to the man. "Should I make a tiny hole in the tape?" He asked with all seriousness, but the Mayor shook his body, trying to say something.

"Oh, don't smoke. That's a pity; you won't have anything to keep your liver warm in the afterlife," he tutted, lighting a stick and puffing the smoke in the air.

Old bat, who was watching Shadow play around with the man, sighed. "Let the man be, Shadow. He needs his strength."

Shadow nodded in agreement. "That is very true. I'll let you save your energy for what is to come," he said, taking a step aside.

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