Story's about a Young girl around her 20s who works as a spy for the CIA and is also a secret agent for the rich to take out Big Criminals and to stop Criminal activity's
She woke with a gut feeling as if she was being watched, Jane got up and put on a tight leather suit and Strapped Three small but sharp knives to her ankles. She brushed her long brown silky hair and lifted it into a high ponytail as it was her signature look. She took out a small hand gun from her bed side table and strapped it around her waist with a tight black elastic band that held her other weapons. At last she left her room and stepped out to the kitchen and grabbed an apple which she took two bites out of and tossed it into a small trash bin that stood at the front door as she exited Her House that stood on top of a mountain holding her Low lighted house Hidden from the tall trees around. Which made it impossible to see from a high sky view.
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Jane breathed in the fresh cold air of the forest, and bent down to grab her thigh high heels that were laid down on the Mansion porch. She Zipped line down the hill that held her little home, and landed on her feet when she reached the bottom of the hill onto the grass floor, she ran through the trees and onto the little beach of the island where she pulled big leafs off her little black Dinghy. Although it was a deserted small Island she was still careful to not bring any attention to the island, for there were people looking for her. She pulled off the rest of the giant leafs that were covering her small boat and pushed it into the water.
