After leaving the proverbial lion's den, Alex found himself breaking out into a deep sweat. He had never been in such a precarious before in either of his two lives. His first life was fairly mundane. He had worked hard to make a meager fortune by the age of thirty and spent all of his free time sleeping with beautiful women.
In this life, it was even easier. He had many beautiful women by his side and spent his free time fighting for a living. His fortune and everything he owned was either the result of the system giving it to him, or him inheriting it.
But now he was asked to become a hitman for the cartel? That was not exactly what Alex had in mind when he first entered this world. Sure, he was good with a gun and was an expert in hand to hand combatant. He also lacked a moral compass in general, and could pull the trigger without feeling remorse. But the life of a sicario was a short one.
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