Tamers of death | 𝐎𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠

Chapter - 1

~Mara Clemente~

I walk into the office building today looking for a chill day at work with no idiots to deal with but how idiotic of me to be that hopeful of course it wouldn't be like that, not in Manhattan's FBI department. Right as I walk in I hear special Agent Madden screaming his guts out and I already know this can't be good,I wish I was joking but seriously that man sure has some vocal cords on him that I can quite literally hear him from over here and his office is down the hall. I make my way through the facility until I reached my office I sat myself down for a couple of minutes before hearing my name get called by Agent Madden's secretary Eliza which by the way we all knew he was fucking. The whole street probably knew from the countless "oh gods"
and the "fuck, please more" not to mention her smudged lipstick and button down who's buttons were always crooked. It was as obvious as the sun in the morning.

I get up and make my way down to his office either way still having to keep up with the whole "FBI agent" act and right as I walk in I notice two other agents that I now recognize as Agent Miller and Agent Jones. They were both standing there listening to the man just absolutely lose his shit over some case.

When he finally acknowledges my presence he looks over at me "You're late Agent Davis...again you do realize this is real over here this isn't some game of yours this is the FBI for god's sake "

Ugh, yea yea whatever I'm a mole here, no I don't care about the safety and peace of this country as I had said I'm my meeting, unless they're fucking with women's rights pr my sister Bianca which I would then gladly burn down the whole city for but aside from that no I don't give a shit about protecting anyone or anything , but alas I can't risk my cover getting blown so I put on my best apologetic face and try to ignore the urge to just flip him off.

"Sorry there was a lot of traffic on the way here it won't happen again, " I said with my best attempt to not laugh in his face like a crazy bitch though god knows how much I wanted to.

Ha, traffic my ass I was pouring my eyes out and singing along to sad songs in the shower for a good hour before I decided I should probably get out and get ready.

"I don't have time to listen to your apologies-" well that's just rude I was being nice..."- a man by the name of Henley Anderson got murdered at his mansion today we need all 3 of you there with the police and the investigation team report to me right when you're back now out I am a busy man and I have things to do"

Well shit

Ah, Henley Anderson the man my father asked to get "taken care of" a couple of days ago by some assassin who works with us, what was his name again...

Oh well, I'll figure it out once this is taken care of, now I'm sure I'll need some backup on location with me so I go into the bathroom and  I pick up my phone and look for my dear sister's contact.

Me: Yo bitch the assassin dad told to take of the Henley  old man or whatever seems so have had trouble with hiding evidence I'll explain the details later but I need you there at this address like rn

Bianca: hey sexy, be there in 10

Me: make sure to park away from the mansion

Bianca: yea yea I know see ya there sissy

I love that girl with my life and death but she sure knows when to jokes, but she's good at what she does...hiding evidence so I suppose I'll let it slide.

I unlock the door and walk out to an empty bathroom I catch a glimpse of how I look in the mirror and I mean she's not wrong about me being sexy... at least I hope.

Anyways I seriously need to put my game face on if I'm gonna be able to pull this off.