Haley's POV

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"SHE GOT HIM!"
"WHAT!" i turned back around , how could she?
"rowan get the boss of the headquarters here now."
"how come ms. Maeve ?"
"because if we do not have him here we are NOT gonna succeed this mission , she needs to be dead now." frustration, anger left my body as i spoke thoses words.
"yes ma'am" rowan obey.
looking through the computer searches & trying to track him down , he's being lead to a police station how amazing.
hope boss doesn't find out.. oh dear no.
he.. will... remain.. unkown.
my my.. smart woman isn't she.. so perfect with soft fragile pale skin.. lips so shiny.
raised completely guarded has it's pro's & cons.
i hear footsteps approaching, i turn around.
"ahh so isn't my most favorite leader of the pack.. haley maeve! you look better than ever"
"thanks sir.." i felt the sick butterflies in my stomach, will i be the unkown or him?
"so darling.. rowan said you needed to chat?"
"um yes sir, recently with the mission she captured one of our men & he's taken into custody.
she didn't get killed, we couldn't kill her like you wanted us too.
what should i do now?"
he laughs , good sign? no, maybe bad sign..
"cutie" he comes up to me & grabs my face tracing his thumb over my lips.. i gasp.
"i could never be disappointed in you ever you know, but you did make me very upset."
i nod.. agreeing to his statement.. i have no choice but to submit to him.
"haley.." i look up , " don't blame this on you, its not your fault that guy wasn't strong enough.. but you know the damage it will cost"
tears start streaming down my face , im so disappointed how could he..
"0192 needs to be unknown now."
"please sir please... don't" i grab a hold of his hand " don't .. please do it to me instead not him."
he squeezes my hand, then lets go & wipe the tear off my right eye, i never cry.
"sorry beautiful." he let go of my hand & he walks towards the computers where we can human track others.
mostly our assassin's. im standing there desperately needy..
crying tears... i look up.
*click*
i see 0192... gone.
i fall to the grown , this is my entire fault.
if maybe i was out there.. my friend.
"sorry i did this to you, haley."
"i don't give a living shit sir." i stood up & walked to the door.
"aren't you gonna say goodbye to me first?"
"do i even need too?"
"its the proper thing to do."
"fine.. bye sir. ill be going home now, see you tomorrow for the next mission" i said angrily
& ran out of there..
im outside & its raining , i put on my helmet & ride my motorcycle back to the apartment.
the whole entire time on my way back home..
i wanna think of the "hero" but she isn't one.. but im controlled so i can't.
i want .. to be free sometimes too.

next part thrusday.

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