[META: This has been recorded in the present time]

[18:45]

I... don't really know what to do from here on out.

The Russians appreciate my work for them and offered me to join them...

Did you ever....d-did... you ever hear of a single fucking case where saying "no" to fucking armed to the teeth Russians ends in an happy ending?

I... honestly don't know what to fucking do.

I have two full-time jobs that already require my full attention.

A driver...

And a fucking killer.

Maybe if I quit my driving job... but... wouldn't that be too suspicous?

I.. honestly... don't fucking know.

This just feels so... wrong.

Not the killing no, working for fucking patriots AND Russians!

This... This is suicide!

Contacts... I need more of them... I need to use some favours...

... I could of course give the cops the location of the Russians... although... I'm pretty sure they know where they are already...

I need to somehow contact the leader... or leaders of 50 Blessings... Maybe I could take them out?

No...no... stupid idea...

I am really... really fucked.

... I have to think about this...

Maybe... Maybe I should just run away?

...

I mean... my car is ready-to-go...

Packed with food, drinks, guns...

Maybe I should just drive, far, far, far away.

My best weapon in this are my contacts...

I have protection... and I could get more if I accept the offer of the mafia...

I fucking signed up by accident... and killed because of fucking boredom.

This... was a huge mistake... I thought I could play the cool professional guy...

Maybe... maybe I should tell the rest about this?

Or maybe I should just wait for either another operative or the Russians to kick down my door and take me out...

No... No this is survival...

I can burn this house down and just run...

I can use my contacts to get rid of evidence... But 50 Blessings would still fucking know...

Huh... And so the hunter becomes the prey huh?

I ...

I have to think about this...

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