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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

Raven looked around the crowd to make sure he didn't miss any suspects. Someone had forced Lily to remember, knowing that it would endanger her life. There was no sign of Augustine, who was the main suspect. Apart from him, someone else was missing from the crowd. It was Victor.

Shadow ran to Raven. "What should I do?" he asked.

Raven looked at Lily. She just looked like she was sleeping peacefully, but nothing was certain. Because the last time he tried to force her to remember, she almost lost her life. To see that she remembered yet struggled with the discomfort until she was close to him was unsettling. "Get the car ready and find Victor," Raven ordered.

Old Bat and Maya rushed to follow them, while other guests were left with confused looks on their faces, wondering what had happened.

"What happened?" Old Bat asked when they got to Raven.

"Someone tried to force Lily's memory back," Raven replied.

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