Two is company, three is a crowd. Nine is a cult.

Having to fight a duel to the death at the start of my first day on the job was a new one for me.

Waking up with no memory was also odd. I think. But neither of those came close to the absurdity of having beautiful and deadly women ready and eager to kill for me.

What I need from them now, though, is nothing special. I just need them to teach me how to lead a cult of assassins. No big deal.

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