Assassins by Tim Payne

A follow up to Hit Squad:

It’s 4.30 am and I feel like I haven’t slept a wink.  My throat is on fire and my head is pounding.  I sit up and painfully twist round to look in the mirror.  I’m finally getting used to this strange bedroom, having been closeted away in bed for almost ten hours. 

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