"People are wonderful at killing people; they are the only species that slaughters its own kind. It's what they're made for and it's what they're good at. Except for survival, murder most foul is the only other consistent activity of man. All you have to do is look down the centuries to see how true that is…"
So claims the shadow commander of a global Black Ops network-an organisation dispatching assassins to eliminate the world's most dangerous threats.
This is a gentle satire of the popular assassin genre in books and movies. The tale focuses on two people who meet with a mutual interest in sharpshooting but are soon embroiled in true love and sanctioned killing.
A wry narrative voice lightens-yet intensifies-this story of ordinary people leading double lives. Can such a contradiction survive? Honey and Samuel cling to theirs, though he's an endearing oaf and she's hopelessly smitten.
A corrosive secret pulses beneath their bond until the final hour. The real question: can any relationship breathe when built on foundations of allowable murder and mutual lies? Their future hangs in the balance.
