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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.
myself, excuse me." I said softly as I briskly
now was my chance, I
kitchen I made my way out to the back ally of the restaurant and sure enough, I found Stebninsky surrounded by two body guards talking to a man hidden by the
one? No
hands together and slid out my hand
went down
men turned to me;
perfectly clear, don't try bullshit with me right now. Take off your jacket and lay
me feel bad
stance was rigid with fear...what a
guy from the shadows
over there. "Keep your mouth shut or this bullet will go through your
all
Creepy creepy.
me the launch codes."
Stebninsky's face faltered, "w-what?"
as the
reddened from trying to cope with the sting of the
good boy and hand. Me. The. Launch. Codes." I said motioning to the papers sticking from his
idea what your dealing
that all the time, "I'm afraid I do Mr. Stebninsky, now hand
the papers into my hand and took a step back, sweat glistened on his face
Ew.
a pleasure boys. Mr.
that boss of yours, while I was 'freshening up' I had the curtsey of killing him." I
papers of billion dollar missile strike launch codes, not many 19 year olds get to experience this terrific moment. I had to get the codes sent back to
heard voices, and I silently cursed myself
I'm such fücking trash.
she? She compromised our entire
steps so I held my breath and shut
Find her!" The angry voice
He's spicy.
I was in the clear I ran, hating my cockiness for not carrying a cell phone, or having emergency backup
to get this stupid outfit
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