Jealousy

I take the moral high road…most of the time.

Righting wrongs where no justice exists.

I do it efficiently to my precise specifications as I do in all things.

In life. In death. And in love.

My sniper dot targets the red-hot bookshop owner as The One. He's The One, all right…the one that steals what no one else can…my heart.

He lies.

He cheats.

He steals.

And so do I. Aren't we the perfect match?

When an assassin must make a life-or-death choice…

…love doesn't stand a chance.

Men. Sex. Sin. We break the rules, and revel in it.

We are the Sisters of Sin.