His name is unknown.
His description is only known to those who hire him and if they ever decide to tell anyone what he looks like, they'll die.
He's a rumour, spoken of only in whispers in the halls of police stations.
He can find you anywhere. He can find your family anywhere. Hiding from him is futile. If he has been hired to kill you, then you die.
He is perhaps one of the most dangerous men in the world.
Good thing he only works for cops.
Find out why when my next story comes out!
Wednesday, 9 November 2011
The first short story is a tale of espionage. Enjoy.
I was just about to turn in for the night when my doorbell rang. I used to be a spy during the Cold War so the first thing I did was grab a gun, a Walther PPK, from one of the drawers in my bedroom. I had a weapon in almost every room in my house, a habit that I had picked up long ago.
'Who is it?' I called out from the side of the door.
'It's Harry. Open up old friend,' a voice called to me.
Greetings! My name is Jethro and I am a writer. I was born in South Africa in 1993. An avid reader, gamer, and collector of movies from both Bollywood and Hollywood, I have been creating my own stories for as long as I can remember. It was my passion for the written word that had me reading everything from Mitch Albom through Andy McNab to Timothy Zahn from a very early age. I moved to Singapore in the year 2000. Read my work and feel free to comment.