Assassins (part Can I kill someone?)

I felt my anger boil as he disappeared. I sighed closing my eyes and turning away walking down the street. If he was going to kill James he was going to kill him. I had left him to die. Why should it matter to me. I grumbled killing a a rock making it go into the street. I never wanted this, I thought, I hadn't been my choice. I could still see the face of the man who lead our organization when I had been little and he had saved me. Given me hope. He had turned me into a killer. This was his way of getting back at me. I walked purposefully toward the head quarters determined to quit. I would not go through with this any longer.