Rodin knows he is one of the best. An assassin for hire, he always removes the target with cold, clinical precision.
After an attempt on his life, Rodin is offered a contract he cannot refuse. The target is within the perfect society of the Dome. Rodin must pass unnoticed in a place where manners are everything, and where violence is anathema. Nobody must suspect that a professional killer walks amongst them. Especially those protecting the target.
But even under the glass, not everything is visible. Even with such transparency secrets are hidden, and Rodin can trust nobody.
Not even himself.
TW Iain 
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