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There came a time in my life where I realized that Hezekiah was right. I needed to write to make sure I didn’t go insane. He claims this is because I’m one of those people, the kind who gets stressed-extremely stressed. He says I’m going to get ulcers. What he doesn’t know is that I ‘m already on medicine for them. I’m falling apart and I’m only twenty four.

Hezekiah says I can retire after I kill Hanna. I’ve been trying to kill her for the past few years. I keep failing. I have numerous scars from my run-ins with her. She knows how to get under my skin and Hezekiah reminds me of this whenever he can. I am so sick of it but you do not argue with Hezekiah. Not unless you want to end up on the List.

The list is death. Everyone who works in G2 knows that. You can get on it no matter who you are. Alex Carter was shot last week. He made the best handguns.
Hezekiah likes to threaten me with the List. I could care less. I’m twenty four and I already want to die.