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Amira's POV | The next day

I wake up mid afternoon the next day because of how late I got to sleep. time flew by last night and I didn't even realise how long I spent talking to switchblade , an interesting man who I'm sure has many stories.
Filled with information I was now going to refer to him as wikiblade , because he was literally a walking talking Wikipedia for criminals.

The sun was already beginning to set in the horizon for I had woken up at around 4pm. rolling over in my covers I immediately noticed the little pot of ointment sat on the bedside table with a small note stuck right underneath it. my interest immediately perked.
Sitting up I lean against the headboard as I read the note in my hands.

'For the scar bellissima '

I huffed with half a smile on my face , it wasn't even a big scar and nightmare went out of his way to get me something for it. So not typical of him. nonetheless I open up the tiny pot and apply it to the tiny scar that switchblade had given me for reasons I didn't understand. he simply cut me and told me to meet him in two days because then he'd ' have the answer to his question.'

He was a confusing but an interesting man.
- Let's not forget hot.

I scramble out of bed and throw on some clothes, brush my teeth and fix my hair. Everyday morning things that I'd usually do except I slept through most of the day.

Walking out of my room i went to find nightmare. I needed to tell him all the information switchblade had given me because it was valuable. The Russian mafia was after one of us and I was frightened that maybe , just maybe they were working alongside my assassin agency- and if that was the case , then we had big, BIG issues.
Why else would I meet Verone in my assassin agency? My ex-boss and him had never been friends but rather enemies.
It had been an abrupt alliance. Surely.

strolling down the hall I make my way to nightmares office , the room he practically lived and breathed in.
With a satisfied smile on my face I couldn't wait to give him this information , he was going to be in shock. I had just proved him wrong.
'NoThinG GoOd CoMes FrOm mEetInG WiTh SwiTcHblAde'
Nothing good my ass. Because I now had some valuable information! I had even written it on a piece of paper just so I didn't forget and nor could he.

i skip over to the door and slam it open , paper in hand.
"Nightmare! Guess what I've-"

I freeze at the sight in front of me , my eyes widen- shock written across my face in seconds.

Not one but two pairs of eyes stared right back at me. Naked , both Tiffany and him were doing it on the desk.

my resolve hardens , Closing my slightly parted lips our eyes lock for a split second before I break eye contact.

Should've fucking knocked.

Gripping the paper tighter in my hand I mutter "never mind."

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