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  from Assassinato Selva by Steven Smith

Prologue

It was late in the night, 1.50am to be precise. A woman sat in the darkness of her apartment living room, her legs resting up on the settee, her back against two large cushions. A white laptop resting upon her thighs was the only real source of light, the subtle light from the screen gave a gentle glow on her face, she stared hard at the screen biting the thumbnail on her right hand. A quick gaze to her left hand and a debit card was clenched tight between her fingers, she quietly read out the long number in segments of four digits at a time, her right hand, punching in the numbers on the keyboard as she gazed back and forth at the card. A few more rolls from side to side followed each by a click of the mouse, and it was done.

The young woman's name was Katie Harrison, her long blonde locks shone from the dim light of the laptop screen.

Suddenly, the door leading from the hallway creaked open, Katie snapped her gaze from the screen towards the door and pulled the screen down on the laptop.

"Carl?" She called out faintly.

"Babe, what are you doing?" a young man's voic...







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