Moody also worries that when he dies, some of his former victims will have (ahem) bones to pick with him. And while Moody’s philosophy differs from Christian doctrine, certainly that last statement offers just a whiff of Isaiah 5:20: “Woe to those who call evil good and good evil …” Moody’s own view of human nature can be summed up like this: He believes that most people are good (and sometimes do bad things) some people are bad (and fight it all their lives), some (like him) are corrupt a few are just flat-out evil, and they try to justify what they do as good. And indeed, the term sin, and the concept of evil, comes up surprisingly frequently here. “I’m just a guy bad man looking to pay for his sins,” Moody admits, too. “We all have to pay for our sins eventually,” Anna says at one point. She needs to turn the page on her old profession first.Īnd she’ll have to go to Vietnam to do so-promise or not. When Moody gets gunned down in his own house and Anna is nearly killed in her beloved bookstore, she knows there’s more to this little boy’s story than either of them realized.Īnna will have to put her career as a book dealer on hold for just a bit. And that’s a country Anna promised she’d never return to. But he’ll have to go back to Vietnam to do so. Right now, he aims to find out what happened to a little boy whose father he killed-track him down, find out what happened and, who knows? Maybe even make amends. And he has the urge to tie up some loose ends, to wash a little blood off his hands. And while he can still pull a trigger just fine, the septugenarian hitman is now dying himself.īut he’s not dead yet. Moody is 70 now-a time when most assassins, you’d think, would be looking for maximum-security retirement homes. Anna runs a bookstore in London: She loves books, and dealing in tomes is easier and cleaner than dealing in tombs. Now, 30 years later, they’re alive, rich and still working together. So he took her under his blood-soaked wing and taught her everything he knew. When the assassin Moody stumbled into the corpse-filled warehouse and found the wide-eyed orphan hiding in a wardrobe, Moody figured he’d found a natural. She was just a little girl in Vietnam when she was kidnapped by a band of ne’er-do-wells and, somehow, managed to kill them all. Realistically, you’d think the only avenue to make a killing through killing is by starting out as an apprentice.Īnd sometimes, those apprenticeships start early.Īnna never really asked to be an assassin. It’s not as if most colleges offer majors in assassinationology. Breaking into the professional assassination racket isn’t easy.
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