William "Dooney" Dollars used to be a government removal expert.
Now? He poured drinks. Retired, or pretending to be.
The Blu Soul Caf , tucked inside Mattie's Pearl Casino and Resorts, was his hideout. Right in the heart of the Las Vegas Strip.
That's when it happened.
Six high-value targets checked in.
And one unlucky serial killer.
The killer was pretending to be a man already dead.
Dooney's phone buzzed.
A voice he knew. Too well.
The offer: two billion. All of them.
He smiled.
Time to let them smell his cologne.
And hear the sound that always came-
right before the lights went out.