Saint
by Ted Dekker
I know a few things about myself. I know that my name is Carl. My wife is Kelly. I love her more than my own life. If she told me to kill you, I would.
I’m a captive, deep inside Hungary – no one knows I’m here. I can put a bullet into a ten-inch target at 3,000 yards. They tell me that I’m the best sniper in the world. Sometimes I sit in my dark hole for days without moving so that they don’t hurt me.
I can kill a man with my bare hands.
If Kelly told me to kill you, I would.
I only know a few things about myself. My name is Carl. They call me Saint.
I think they want me to kill you.
