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I sprinted along the rooftops, pausing every now and then to check my time.
My steps never faltered, my breath never hitched, and I was indestructible.
I slid off the tin paneling roof, slipping down the rain covered metal, I gripped onto a pipe and swung myself down, landing perfectly
Wiping the blood off my hands and sliding the knife back into my hidden side strap,
I sighed and straightened out my thin black dress. I hiked up my straps and tucked my wig behind my ears, I then walked into the restaurant.
"Ms. Roland we missed you." Stebninsky greeted me as he rose and helped me into my seat.
Roland was my fake name that the agency gave to me for my mission, all I had to do now was retrieve the stolen launch codes from Stebninsky's front jacket pocket, and I was home free.
"Oh yes, pardon me I had to freshen up." I said flashing him a bright and fake smile.
He nodded and took his seat, one of his many body guards suddenly leaned down and whispered something into his ear.
I pretended to act oblivious, and looked around the room like the idiot my fake identity had prone me out to be.
"Miss, I am sorry for the rude interruption but I am afraid I have to be going, I have buisness to take care of, my guard will make sure you make it home safely."
Bullshït.
I nodded, "what business?"
He's probably going to go jack-off.
He gave me a bull shit answer.
"Charity fundraisers. I need to set up for the fundraisers for tomorrow and I'm afraid it cannot wait. Goodbye."
Lies.
He stood, bowed down to me, shot one of his guards a look and left.
That's right, bow down to me motherfücker.
said softly as I briskly
codes, and now was my
the back ally of the restaurant and
against one? No
pressed my hands together and slid out my
stepped out from the shadows and aimed my gun at the guards first, they went down fast and silent with
two men turned to me; horror
rudely ditched in there. Now let me make myself perfectly clear, don't try bullshit with me right now. Take off your jacket and lay it down on
his face was priceless, it almost made me feel bad for the guy as
stance was rigid with fear...what a
guy from the shadows
I said pointing to shadow guy over there. "Keep your mouth shut or this bullet will go through
all
Creepy creepy.
launch codes." I
Stebninsky's face faltered, "w-what?"
trigger as the bullet shot
pinched and reddened from trying to cope with the
a good boy and hand. Me. The. Launch. Codes." I said motioning
what your dealing
"I'm afraid I do Mr. Stebninsky, now hand me the codes or you can say goodbye to your other hand." I shrugged "your
the papers into my hand and took a
Ew.
pleasure boys. Mr. Stebninsky. Mr. Creepy Shadow man over there.
to take a step back when I added "and don't bother calling that boss of yours, while I was 'freshening up' I
billion dollar missile strike launch codes, not many 19 year olds get
I silently cursed myself as I crouched
I'm such fücking trash.
Solvact who was she? She compromised our
I held my
The angry voice yelled as the footsteps
He's spicy.
I ran, hating my cockiness for not carrying a cell phone, or having emergency backup plan. This is the
get this