The Hill
Jack and Jill went up the hill... Jill is a failed assassin; Jack is a failed experiment. Both were created by the same evil company; both want out. A beaten and shattered Jill has lost everything she has ever cared for and hasn't the will to live, but her employers won't let her die until she completes one last mission... kill the monster Jack When a mutual connection comes into Jill's crosshairs everything that they've ever known becomes a question mark, sending them into a bloody downward spiral to the end Jack fell down and broke ...
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