



Grüner Pass
"Maybe, being a good girl wasn't in her blood. Maybe, maintaining her innocence wasn't in her destiny. Maybe, staying away from death wasn't on her mind. Maybe , and just maybe, the cold could warm your heart." Brooke Daniels was one of the rebels without a cause: she did what she wanted, spent days and weeks away from home, smoked and drank no matter what ailments she might have, had sex when she was in need. . But unlike usual, she had a dark secret, a secret that could not be discovered even after her death. Drawing blood was her favorite pastime. Screams of pain were her favorite songs. The smell of death was her perfume. A cold-blooded assassin prowled the streets, just another "rebel without a cause", unaware that the man she'd call her father for life was nothing less than a puppet. used by his mother to hide a strong and ancient passion for one of the people's consecrated heroes. Genetics? Not. Perhaps it was no longer usable to define something about genetics. But Brooke still had a green pass on her hands, a pass that would either take her to hell or heaven. A pass that would be decided with her real father. But didn't he also have one of those?
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