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They made him an assassin. Now he's the target.
Paul Kane can trust no one. Not even himself. He may be a political assassin trained to execute orders with icy precision. He may be a former family man who had an adoring wife and kids. He may be a trauma patient struggling to recover from severe head injury. He may be all of these. He may be none of these. But Kane can be dead certain about this: someone, for some reason, is trying to kill him.
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