For years, I’ve lived a double life. In the day, I do my job – I ride the bus, roll up my sleeves with the hoi-polloi. But at night, I live a life of exhilaration, of missed heartbeats and adrenalin. And, if the truth be known a life of dubious virtue. I won’t deny it – I’ve been engaged in violence, even indulged in it. I’ve maimed and killed adversaries, and not merely in self-defense. I’ve exhibited disregard for life, limb and property, and savoured every moment. You may not think it, to look of me but I have commanded armies and conquered worlds. And though in achieving these things I’ve set morality aside, I have no regrets. For though I’ve led a double life, at least I can say – I’ve lived.