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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: Lily ~ Alan Walker, K391, Emelie Hollow]

The next day, a conference was arranged as the city residents wanted to hear from Raven and also find justice for the murdered girl.

"Mr. Ryker, are you going to cover the truth of the innocent girl who lost her life while volunteering for you?" a reporter asked.

Raven looked calmly at the crowd that had gathered. "I wouldn't cover an unjust death, but I'll tell you that it wasn't done by my employee. I'll go to any length to make sure the culprit is brought to book."

"Does that mean you know who the culprit is?" another reporter asked.

Raven sucked his teeth. "It means I know that the real offender is on the run or even comfortably sitting in their homes, who knows? Not me."

"You're funny, Mr. Ryker," the first reporter smiled. "So, is the project going to continue, or will you put a stop to it?"

A MOTHER'S GRIEF