Epilogue: Continue

My health was back up to stat within a few days of resting at the Waving Kitty. I had everlasting gratitude for both Draz and Soho. And although my state was somewhat fragile, my responsibilities were calling out to me back from the storage. So I made my way back home, even though Soho insisted I stay with her at the bar.

When I returned to the storage unit, I wasn't surprised to find an envelope on the floor, presumably slipped from underneath the door. When I went to open it, I found only a sheet of paper inside.

{ I hope you're doing well, Klyson. That second target took a larger toll on you than I thought it would. 

Nonetheless, $12,000 will be making its way into your debit account in three business days. Give it some time. You'll notice that the bounties change with the target, and it all depends on the value I grade them. Alex Li was more valuable to eliminate than Rosemary, and comparisons as such will be made so forth.

This leads us into your third target— }

I continued to read the letter, absorbing the information about my next target, while simultaneously coming up with strategies in my head that both Soho and I could use to efficiently execute them. 

I hadn't acknowledged it yet, but I'd been wired to live out this current lifestyle and position. There was no more turning back to the person I once was at A.X.A. There was no regular life left for me other than the one imposed within Heathen. I would now, and forever, continue to live out my life as someone who'd died and been born anew.

Klyson "Fifth" Rainer was now dead. All that remained was the Fractless Executioner of Heathen.