“So you’re not…” The woman’s voice trailed off. “An assassin?” I asked. “Not anymore. Nowadays, I try to apprehend people without killing them. Doesn’t always work out, but you know how it goes—you have the best intentions when you head off to work and sometimes things just don’t go the way you planned.” She paled a bit. “You’re joking, of course.” “Heck no, she’s not joking,” Gertie said. “Fortune was one of the CIA’s best operatives.” The woman relaxed a tiny bit. “CIA. I see.” Gertie smiled. “So it’s all aboveboard. Government-sanctioned killing, and you know our government always gets
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