"Wait. Someone applied?" I ask, only just figuring it out. Last week we had put out a call on the dark web for skilled assassins to apply. The best thing about the dark web was only those that were good enough knew about the site. It wasn't common knowledge. But it was a way for a person to get their hands on quite literally anything. As much as it pains me, that even includes humans, animals, and s*x. As much as we were able to eliminate it from New York, we couldn't control what took place on the web. It was just too far out of our reach. But at least we could sleep at night knowing that no one from our city would be forced into such a disgusting life.
Zander nodded his head and handed me his phone with the information from the applicant.
"What's their name? Are they any good? What we
