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From Mr. X:
We always knew there was something different about Mr. X. He’d walk around the neighborhood every day at 3pm, shirtless with weights wrapped around his ankles, treading along the tree-lined streets like the Terminator. He wore sunglasses and never smiled, and the time we knocked on his door for the school fundraiser we saw he had no furniture. Just a punching bag and a weight rack. We hadn’t met anyone like that before. We were kids who hadn’t left our enclave and didn’t know the world was full of all manner of types, on both sides of the law.
“What does Mr. X do for work?” AJ Pierce asked his mom one night at dinner.
“Mr. Who?” She asked, reaching across the table to add more string beans to the insufficient serving on his plate.
“Mr. X who moved into the old gray bungalow on Spring Street.”
“First of all, don’t call him Mr. X.”
“Why not?”
“It’s rude.”
“Well what’s his real name?”
“It doesn’t matter. Just be polite.”
“What does he do for work?”
“Well, he’s…”
None of our parents could answer our questions about Mr. X.
But we knew he was a hitman.
Product Info: Mr. X mini book
Publisher: Kung Fu Girl Books (December 1, 2025)
Language: English
Size: 4.25” x 5.5"
Cover by canva.com
