Licardo Prince: An Accidental Assassin

By Koop Kooper

Licardo Prince- An Accidental Assassin

People dream of the perfect murder each and every day, sometimes they wish

a person in their life would just go away but for most the concept of murder is

just too distasteful to even seriously contemplate.

One man however saw this as a business opportunity. His name is Licardo

Prince, he has the ability and skills to create the perfect accident and he’s been

doing it for the rich and famous across the globe for decades.

His perfect little murder business has been moving along nicely till one day in

his swank home town of Monte Carlo it all comes crashing down around him, his

anonymity is exposed and he is thrown into the murky world of espionage to

help prevent the assassination of the Monaco Royal Family.

Set against a jetset lifestyle of Princesses, Casinos and Sports cars comes a

story of excess, murder, intrigue and a man who has channeled his

psychopathic tendency into a multi billion-dollar venture of made to order

accidents.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BearManor Media
• Release date: Aug 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310954313

Book preview

Chapter 1

Have you ever been driving along the road, happy as Larry and without a care in the world, then boom! Something goes wrong. You swerve or break, the whole thing is out of control, and you narrowly miss another car or a pedestrian. You could be racing down a highway, and a ladder could come loose from a tradesman’s truck and hit the road, making you swerve into oncoming traffic and take out a family visiting relatives.

Perhaps you slipped in the bathtub, ate some tainted food, picked up the wrong pills, or just tripped on the stairs. The fact is that accidents happen everyday and people are injured or die from the most basic of things, and that's where one man comes in. This man makes them happen.

If he was famous, then people would call him the accidental assassin, but he's not famous. In fact, he is practically invisible. You won't find him on a Google search. There’s no pictures of him, and he doesn't have a tax file number.

His name is Licardo Prince.

Chapter 2

As a former spy for an Australian intelligence agency, Licardo Prince got into the habit of maintaining a low profile, and when the Internet began in the 1990s, he knew that this was something to be feared and not embraced. Sure, it’s fine if you are a regular Joe, but for a man whose life depended upon an anonymous lifestyle, it had been imperative that he tread carefully.

Now, you know two things about him: he was an assassin and a former spook. There wasn’t too much of a difference in the professions, really. Assassins were sanctioned kills for a modest wage, and spooks were the criminals that killed for big bucks.

Thanks to the government, Prince became very good at his job. High-level intelligence training turned a man into a killing machine and a survivor of the highest order. Training turned him into a liar, a thief, and a person with little moral fiber. Some might argue that the training turned him into a psychopath.

Make no mistake that many deaths are simply accidents, but a fair few are orchestrated assassinations designed to rub out a leader or agitator, and, of course, they are designed so as to not create political or social turmoil. It actually happens far more frequently than you would think.

A stroke, heart attack, and various cancers can be manufactured, and it’s been going on for decades. Of course today, one has to be very careful as there are many tests in the Post Mortem lab that could pull the whole thing undone, so various intelligence agencies have become adept at assassinations.

Thanks to this training, Prince was able to bring these skills to the general public in a kind of commercial application — a hired gun that could solve people's problems for a price. Let’s face it, most people have someone in their life they could do without.

Imagine if you could achieve this without any direct link to you, no blood on your hands, and you could even feel pretty good about a simple accident that could happen to anybody. Now, your life is better in every way.

Chapter 3

This new business venture came about when Prince left the intelligence services at the beginning of the decade simply because he was tired of living out of a suitcase and worn down by increasing bureaucracy. He needed a gig that was going to use his skills that he had spent years perfecting. After all, what could a former government assassin do to bring in some dough?

It all began one day as Prince was sitting in his apartment, pondering this very question. He got a call from Edwardo, a small-time huckster, who had failed as a musician and moved into the nightclub business. A short tubby man, he dressed in expensive-looking clothes that he bought off the racks of cheap men’s discount stores. Edwardo had a short fuse and mob connections, but not in the way you would think. He knew guys, but they generally considered him to be nothing more than guy running a room.

Edwardo told Prince that Chris, his business partner, had been cheating him out of millions of bucks from his nightclub by doing some skim action.

Prince organized to meet Edwardo at their regular coffee shop in a worn out part of Sydney. It was a place where they often killed time and talked