Chapter 97

The game haze cleared from Kyle's mind as he facepalmed, "You idiot gamer...you're here to kill his wife not to make friends. Ah..."

Kyle sighed, feeling emotionally and mentally exhausted. This was the hardest job he'd ever taken on since becoming a freelance assassin.

He ruffled his hair in frustration as he replayed through his interactions with Zane. Suddenly, his hands froze in mid-motion. Something about Zane's behavior was bothering him. The way Zane clumsily handled his identity bracelet didn't add up. Identity bracelets were worn from childhood, and everybody should be familiar with them. So why did Zane seem so unfamiliar with his?

'Did he come out of a rock? Kyle mused. Even the poorest person gets an Identity bracelet as soon as they're born.' He felt he was onto something important but couldn't quite grasp it. The puzzle of Zane's behavior lingered in his mind.