PROLOGUE
new beginningsFlicking through the pages, She scanned through each and every letter there could possibly be. But there was no avail, this book couldn't cure the boredom which deluged her mind. All her sagacity just going to waste from this lack of activity, vile situations. Sighing she leaned back down on her dark leather chair, slamming the book on the table with a forced sigh.
Mumbling profanities was the only thing heard throughout the mini library she had set up in her home. The grandfather clock ticking melancholy yet gracefully in unison. Tapping her fingers, she stood up and decided to take a nap to at least drain her time. On her way to her bedroom, a knock had stopped her in her tracks. The knocks were frantic, rushed. It rang through her ears until she finally gave in and opened the door.
"Miss Reader! Thank heavens, I thought you wouldn't open the door." The man panted, hands on his knees looking like he's on the verge of falling. He must've ran all the way here. She noticed the plastic folder in his hands and gestured at it. He cleared his throat and straightened his posture.
"Ma'am, I know it's only been a day since your last case, but this one's urgent." He spoke in a formal tone, acting like he wasn't the same dreadful man he was drenched in sweat just earlier. He awkwardly extended the folder to her. Sighing she took it and closed the door in annoyance. Obviously the man was stunned at the sudden action, he had at least expected her to invite her in. But, oh well things never go as expected as they say. He stood there silently waiting for the response from the spy.
Meanwhile she was scanning through the files, figuring out her new mission. Her interested piqued, eyes had widened with her heartbeat going crazy from the adrenaline. This time she's sent to investigate the murders of high class, important, and powerful men and women being killed each day. This all connected to the assassin, "Grim Reaper". With over a thousand kills he was considered to be the most dangerous assassin alive. Oh how she dreamt on working on a case like this, she knew this was her destined fate.
Chuckling she shut the folder and ran to the door, her footsteps heard as the man stopped his slouching. She let out a soft, eager smile. Keeping a firm grip on the files she cleared her throat.
"I accept the case."
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FanfictionYou are a infamous skilled spy who's sent to go after the most dangerous man who roams the streets, the "Reaper". With your sagacity and experience you knew you could take him down, but what happens when this Reaper takes an interest in you? [ canon...