They had been watching in position for twenty hours when she asked a question, her eye never leaving the rifle's scope, trained on the door.
"So Newbie, I take it you're an orphan?"
The other sniper shifted an inch in surprise.
"How did you know?"
"There's two types of people who get to where we are right now. The lucky orphans and the unlucky haunted."
"In this job, if you're not alone at the start, you either kill for people who think you're dead, or you kill for people who you know are dead."
She fired the first shot.