Hoori was wondering lonely through the now empty streets of juventus city, she had a lot on her mind. She had ordered what she hoped was her last hit. She never wanted to be involved in the business but her mother sabsab had recruited her into the family business. Unknown to her, the few remaining towns people had discovered her families links and knew what to do. Hoori was strung up like so many inocents had been this week and within minutes the last breathe in her body escaped her, her last words were 'Iranian censorship is so bad its funny'
Hoori was.....
The Recruited Gangster