Are We All We Are?

Chapter 2

"Have you ever killed a president before?"

The blonde swallowed hard as Katherine's eyes widened and she passed her the picture that stated clearly whom they must assassinate within 24 hours.

Katherine sighed and raised an eyebrow. "There's a first time for everything." She kept staring at a piece of paper that read 'Kloster Fleischessen'. "I don't recognise this name, google it."

Ida pulled out her phone and typed the two names in. She started swiping and scrolling and then she hit Katherine's shoulder to catch her attention. "It's not a person. It's a warehouse."

Katherine grabbed the device and squinted her eyes at the picture. "Why would a president show up to an abandoned warehouse?"

Ida shrugged and snatched her phone back. "Maybe he wants to renovate and reopen it? Who knows."

"But that place looks terrible, why not just build a brand new warehouse?"

"I don't know, Kat, and I couldn't care less." The blonde lied back on the bed and she rested her arm on her face to block the light from getting in her eyes. "Let's just get this over with, get our money, and fly back home."

"Fair enough." Katherine decided to let go of it.

Ida managed to get underneath the duvet and wrap herself in it. She rolled on her right side and turned off the lamp on the nightstand.

"I think we should build a pillow wall between us." She mumbled in her pillow.

"I don't bite." Katherine slipped in bed next to Ida and gave the blonde a glare, although Ida couldn't see it because her back was facing Katherine. "Um, sharing is caring?"

Ida wiggled her butt and didn't attempt to give Katherine even 1/4 of the duvet. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep already.

Katherine tugged at the covers. She increased the force of her tugs each time until she managed to snatch some of it from around Ida who didn't take it well.

She rolled on her back angrily and growled as she wiped a few strands of hair from her face. "What the fuck, Kat?"

Katherine shrugged and smiled down at the duvet in her hands as she covered herself and slid down to rest her head on the pillow. "I was cold. I did ask you nicely."

"You're such a drama queen, I swear to God. That was unnecessary." Ida groaned and closed her eyes.

"I'm a drama que-"

"Shut up and go to sleep!"

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They woke up at noon and Ida somehow managed to drag Katherine into the central 1st District, Innere Stadt, Vienna's old town. They headed to Kärntner Strasse, the most famous shopping street in central Vienna, where they window-shopped for a while until the blonde finally spotted something that caught her eye.

"What do you think, Miss Eline Franssens?" The tall blonde asked in a funny, fake somewhat Dutch accent, using Katherine's fake identity.

Katherine shook her head and grinned at how bad Ida's accent sounded, knowing she can do much better. She didn't speak Dutch, indeed, but she did speak German quite well.

Katherine was currently sitting legs crossed in an armchair, in the fitting room of an expensive designer boutique. She shrugged her shoulders then rested her arm on the armrest as she leaned a bit forward. "Well, Miss van Zandbergen," She smirked knowing her accent was pretty much impeccable compared to Ida's. "I must say, that dress...." She bit her bottom lip and checked Ida out more than once as the blonde just stared expectantly at her. "Is hideous." She eventually laughed in Ida's face and urged her to take it off.