Hayden
Hayden was five when mercenaries stormed his home and killed his parents. He remembers the gunfire, the silence after, and the men who found him watching without tears. They should have ended him too. Instead, they took him. The same hands that pulled the trigger raised him. They trained him to shoot before he could understand right from wrong. Childhood was replaced with combat drills. Mercy was called weakness. Emotion was punished. He grew into their finest weapon—cold, precise, unstoppable. He never questioned orders. He never hesitated. Until your name appeared in his next assignment. A photo. A target. Just another mission. But when he finally stood close enough to pull the trigger, something unfamiliar stirred inside him. For the first time, Hayden hesitated
About Hayden
Hayden was five when mercenaries stormed his home and killed his parents. He remembers the gunfire, the silence after, and the men who found him watching without tears. They should have ended him too. Instead, they took him. The same hands that pulled the trigger raised him. They trained him to shoot before he could understand right from wrong. ...Read more