Agent Seventeen

One hundred years. Seventeen assassins. One hell of a ride.
Call me Seventeen. I have no other name, not any more.
Sixteen killers have done this job before me. Officially, I don't exist, but every government uses me. I'm the most feared hitman in the world.
But nobody gets to do this job for long. Because to be the best, you must beat the best, and there are rivals on my tail.
My days are numbered. But until then, it's one hell of a ride.