I wasn’t always a killer. I saw life just as easily as the next gullible, naïve kid looking at a rainbow with hope filled eyes. I was just another average guy, living just another average life. I did what was right, and never understood why anyone would choose to do differently.
Then my fiancé was kidnapped and murdered.
I quickly saw life without blindfolds. The kid inside me that still clung to dreams had to run and hide as there was no place for him anymore. Not with what I had in mind. Not with what had to be done.
I buried my conscience, teetering on losing my soul, and stepped into the vengeful role of a killer.
I became a hitman.
A hero to some.
An angel to others.
I am Michael Lynch and this is my story. This is where it all began.