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I suddenly received a text message during our date: "The mistress will die tonight."
I didn't think much of it, since I wasn't a mistress anyway.
But later that night, while getting intimate with my boyfriend, there was a sudden knock at the door.
"Honey, I'm home."

I Will Die Tonight

It's not really a name, just a codename.


I don't know what my birth parents' surname was. They were part of the Winters gang. When I was two years old, they wanted to leave the criminal life behind. The Winters saw them as traitors and killed them on the spot.


I was supposed to die too, but that day my crying inadvertently helped them evade the police.


Winters said I brought him good fortune, so he kept me.


In this team, no one gets a free ride - everyone has to work.


My job was to help Winters dismember bodies.


When I dismembered my first corpse, I had nightmares for a long time, crying out for Mom and Dad in my sleep.


Later, as I did it more often, the nightmares stopped. I knew calling for my parents was useless and would only make Winters suspect I was disloyal.


Instead of dismembering, Winters had me bring food to a little boy.


Chapter 8