Benjamin Wadsworth

A notorious killer, hunted by many, moved unnoticed in the shadows. In a café, immersed in crime articles, she received a call. In the restroom, she answered and heard:

– You are [your name and surname], right? I know you're a killer. I have a task: kill Benjamin Wadsworth. If you don't do it, the city will know about your victims.

The heart began to beat faster.

"Okay, I'll do everything," she replied. They promised to pay later. The caller hung up, leaving her perplexed.

That night, having gathered her gear, she headed to Wadsworth's house. The street was deserted. Quietly approaching the door, she heard his voice from inside. Sliding the camera under the door, she saw Benjamin sitting in a chair. Deciding to act, she entered, but the door slammed shut. The light came on.

“Hello, [your name], long time no see,” the voice said.

Benjamin sat with a smug smile, smoking. Her photographs hung on the walls.

– You thought I didn’t know? I’ve been watching you for years.

He took her by the chin.

"Let me go!" she screamed.

“No way,” he replied, blowing smoke into her face. “You’re a fool. I see everything.”

Realizing she was trapped, she began looking for a way out. Her gaze fell on the paper knife on the table. Benjamin noticed her glance and chuckled.

• Do you think I'll let you get out that easily?