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John King
John King
John King
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John King

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A story of a hitman, who wanted retribution and justice for the brutal murder of his wife and sister. He wanted to unleash his wrath on those who were responsible for this pain and suffering.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRizwan Sandhu
Release dateNov 6, 2012
ISBN9781301387755
John King
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Rizwan Sandhu

I'm a Freelance writer, published Author, poet, and an artist (painting landscapes). A romantic and free soul at heart.

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    John King - Rizwan Sandhu

    John King

    Rizwan Majid Sandhu

    Copyright Rizwan Sandhu 2012

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    DEDICATION

    I dedicate this novel to my parents, family and friends.

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    I hope that the readers like this story.

    DISCLAIMER

    This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.

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    Once, there was a man wondering on the streets of the city, sad, angry and disillusioned, in search of justice and retribution; he was looking for the gang that he thought had killed his darling wife and sister. He thought that the only way to justice and retribution, was that he found and destroyed the gang, that was responsible for these horrible acts. The only thing that he knew about the gang, was that they were known as Vikings, he swore that he would fight them, and put an end to them, who gave him such pain and misery.

    One day, John hired a private investigator to collect information, find out about the whereabouts and keep an on the Vikings. He then went to meet an old friend, on the same day, Jim, who used to be in the army, and was now a policeman, and asked if he would help him fight and bring down the Vikings gang; Jim agreed to help John. John had met Jim after a long time, and didn’t knew that he was a policeman nowadays. John told Jim that Vikings had brutally killed his wife and sister (as he thought so); Jim also became very sad, and told him, that he would do everything in his power to help John. Both of them swore, that they would make the lives of each of the gang members so painful and agonizing, so much so that they would want to die, and would burn down every place that they possessed. In his mind, John had planned that he would kill each and every one of them; he had a secret, he was a good hit man, he could fire on a soda can from 3,000 meters away, and had stocked his guns and knives, in a safe place. Jim asked John to lay low for some while, as he dug up the details of the case. Jim also told John to keep a keen eye out on his surroundings and tell him if he saw anything unusual. The members of the gang killed the wife and sister of John, as everyone thought, including Vikings, in a restaurant at lunch time, in front of many people, in cold blood. They played with their epic manes, tied their great manes to the back of their seats, handcuffed their hands and feet, poured lots of water on their heads, and then shaved the heads smooth with straight blades, of the both of John's wife and sister. Their stunning tresses came falling down, from the back of the seats, and then shot the both of them. It was a mystery though, that their bodies went missing from the scene. In reality, they didn’t die, they were rescued by the manger of the restaurant, at the nick of time, they were in a critical condition, had lost a lot of blood, he had the both of them treated. And he kept the both of them, at a safe place, in a safe house, in the forest outside the city, and the three of them decided over tea, to keep their whereabouts and the reality a secret, as the situation of the area was bad, even from their family, it was a tough decision. The restaurant was such a horrible sight, as the centre of the place was very messy with blood, as if a spring of blood had just sprung out of that place. The only reason was just because they refused to give the gang members their money and valuables. They took their manes with them as trophies, and decided to make two wigs out of them. The Vikings had utterly and completely ruined both John's life and his world.

    John King was expensive and was now a well known name in the circles of his profession and the section of the society in which he walked, and those who needed the services of people like John, to function properly and freely. He had short red hair and wore a red suit and a white shirt, had an air about him and an appearance that no one would want to mess with him, he had a very muscular body with cold white skin and green eyes that shone like jades. John was now a sort of living legend, but no one really knew him from the deep of his soul, although everyone thought that they knew him, almost every person in his circles would talk about him. He was a hot topic that was selling like hot cakes, he now liked to be wanted and cared for, as it was not a very common thing, among his peers; and was a nightmare for his opponents, they called him Red Lightning.

    He was so stealthy, deadly and quiet, when he was on jobs, that he was like a spirit that brought about mere destruction. As no one could guess, let alone knowing, when he would make an entry and when he would exit. All they would be able to see, a volley of bullets coming their way and rendering destruction and annihilation to everything present. John would shoot a person from 3,000 meters away and blow him/her away with such accuracy, that one would think that he/she was shot at from a close range, he was a master of camouflage and disguise. He was an exceptional marksman, with good control over his mind and senses, and an eyesight, that was as observant and as sharp as an eagle. He used special arms and ammunition, they were his signature, his

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