Right as I'm about to die and I realise all the myths are fake. My life isn't flashing before my eyes. All I can think about is how much I want to live.I moved to New York City to become the best journalist the world had seen. And now here I am, twenty-four years old and weary beyond rationale thought, a bullet one trigger pull from ending my life.I thought I had the story all figured out. I know that both of these men - one an FBI agent, the other an assassin want me dead, but for very different reasons.If I die tonight, more people will die tomorrow.
