THE UNPREDICTABLE MAFIA.

oom, there was a large screen displaying a map of the world. There were several dots on the map, each representing a different location. As the muscular man watched, the dots began to move. 'Wha

n that's dedicated to stopping terrorism around the world. We're called The Agency.' The muscular man was shocked. 'The Agency? I've never heard of you.' The dark-haired man smiled

ed again. 'Good,' the man said. 'Let's start with a simple question. Have you ever killed anyone?' The muscular man thought back to his days in the military, when he had been forced to kil

t know if he could bring himself to do it, even if it was for the greater good. 'I'm not sure,' he said. 'I don't know if I could live with myself afterwards.' The dark-haired man s