Murky was deep in slumber when he became aware that someone was in his house. He always kept his favoured weapon under his pillow: his dagger, a Fairbairn Sykes, because of the kind of work he was in. He had been involved in several actions in protecting his country and on more than one occasion, nearly paid the ultimate price. He quietly got out of his bed and began to tiptoe to the wall when he heard the distinctive squeak on the last step but one, but before he could react, he felt the cold steel of a blade being pulled across the soft skin of his throat. He stared down in shock as he watched his life blood ooze over his midriff and legs, and then saw a horribly mutilated body lying at his feet - as if it was a nightmare.
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