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while you were asked questions from mister police man, your "boss" CEO was yelling loud and cursing you. Pretending to flinch and shake a bit and the job ended with that. The news did blur your face, but it was not hard to connect 2 dots, a mask and hat were brought from the closest store. The walk to your house was slow and calm, a headphones and your bag for the needed things. Bumping intro a too tall man for your height, but you didn't fell. Your bag fell from the bump and the tall men squated down while taking your bag with his big tanned, tattoed fingers.

"ah, l was looking for a building and l didn't see you, miss. are you okay?" said the men while standing up and giving the bag that had a lot important things. they made a eye contact, silver eyes like a jewelry, beautiful and healthy black hair and lab coat? so he was doctor, but what would a doctor be doing here?

"ah, it's okay, l was focused too. are you new in this city? l can help with the building you are looking for" you said with relaxed, but polite look. He showed the building on his phone, it was the building of that perv boss? but why!?

"that would help a lot, this is the building. there was some accident and they called me in case the victim has a problem to talk or trauma" said the man while trying to take a better look at your face. in fact the *victim* he was talking for was you and you said anything needed to the police like a singing bird.

"Aaaah, this one, you walk straight and take left after two turns and next to the big Chinese restaurant, there will be this building" you showed him the way with your hand and took your bag from him.

"thank you for helping me, you are really kind" said the silver eyed man while smiling kinda sarcastic.

"don't worry about it. Now, have a good day." you said while walking away and though: this will win me some time while he gets there, enough to go home and dye my hair and put different kind make up. The hotel you were check was breathtaking, so calm and nice, the room was 505 on the six floor. Opening the door with the password, walking to the living room and throwing the bag with new cloths, hair dye and eye contacts. The blue eye contacts you were wearing were beautiful, but you liked the green ones more. Removing the hat, mask, eye contacts, shoes and cloths. being naked in the living room was strange, but you didn't care. Walking to the bathroom and taking the hot shower you needed, because this perv boss did touch your thighs, waist and part of your chest, you almost vomited at this thoughts showing up in your mind. after the nice shower and getting intro comfy cloths, there were two small packets on the table in the living room. One was full with money, the pay for this job, and the other was the new job with information.

TRAFALGAL LAW

AGE:26

RELATIONSHIPS: SINGLE, NO FAMILY

JOB: SURGEON. WORKS AT "XXHSHDKWX" AND IS POPULAR AS "SURGEON OF DEATH" WITH THE MEANING THAT HE SAVED MANY FROM DEATH THAT MANY DOCTORS COULDN'T

 WORKS AT "XXHSHDKWX" AND IS POPULAR AS "SURGEON OF DEATH" WITH THE MEANING THAT HE SAVED MANY FROM DEATH THAT MANY DOCTORS COULDN'T

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*photo of the target*

"Shit,......didn't l saw that guy and he saw me too......SHIIIIIIIT!!!!!" was the thing you yelled and the whole hotel heard you. Running to your phone and calling to the client.

"yes, this is Rycolis radiata, the target saw me when l ended my last job, so l can't accept this one. l can recommend someone who is perfect-" were the word you were saying, but was cut by the client.

"when we talked, you said you will do it without turning back. I can't let other person know, so if you don't do it, I WILL TELL YOU TO THE POLICE!" said the client and hang up.

"THIS BI.......ugh, okay, you wanna play?" you said while taking the target picture.

"I WILL MAKE HIM MY BITCH"


705 words and that's how your spy love story starts, SEE YOU

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