The Blood on My Hands..

" RUNNING DOESNT CHANGE ANYTHING... DYING DOES." Rehan lranis life is a mess. His line of work isnt strictly legal and the pressure is mounting. Getting into this assassination business wasnt his brightest idea. But then, beggars cant be choosers, right? And the Colonels offer had been poisonously sweet to refuse. Hiding, lurking, killing in these damp lanes of Mumbai is now a way of life. However hard it may rain, the stains on his hands just refuse to wash. And now, this blood trail has led him to his past... A past that doesnt want to exist anymore and he has to be the one to pull the trigger. Can he kill the person he loved so much? Can he stop a person who wants to die when the cost might be his own life ?