Prologue

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Sara’s POV:
In a red dress,wearing a blonde wig and blue contact lenses I walked while swinging my hips. 

“hello beauty would you like to spend some time with me” Bingo

smiling seductively i say “ that would be an honor sir” 
he smiled with eyes filled with lust. gross i thought but kept the smile on my face. 

We turned left and walked into an office. Before he could realize it I had already knocked him out. 

“  pathetic bastard, dare to touch me.” I say with a disgusted look on my face. if it wasn't for the mission you would already be dead. 

Leaving him I started running through the drawers of the desk in the middle of the room. Aha! there it is. with the USB in hand i make my way to the window and jump. 

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Driving in my car my mind started thinking about My past. It happens from time to time I think about my life and the decisions I made. Being born in a family favoring boys isn't easy. From an early age I had to provide for my self because my so called parents where too busy with my brother. At age 15 i started hacking to earn money but not so long after the origination found me. They offered to train me, in exchange I work for them and would get paid handsomely and as a naive 15 years old of course I agreed. But what I didn't know was that I would come to regret that later. 

After going through harsh training and meeting the requirements for the job they hired me. That was the start for my boring and exhausting life. Some may think being an assassin is hard but for me it's just finding information and getting rid of pests, nothing more,nothing less. I never really felt sorry for the people I killed because I knew beforehand all the disgusting and unforgivable things they did that I have no sympathy left for them. 

While still in my thoughts,I see a child running toward the other side of the road. Shit, if I don't stop the car I am gonna crush the child. Reacting fast I press the brake but the car doesn't  stop immediately so I am forced to swing to the left. When I noticed where my car was heading to, it was already too late. 

The sound of my car hitting the wall and the ringing in my head are the last things I hear before  my consciousness slips away.

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