In a futuristic world filled with excess and decadence, different cities become reflections of the cruelty and compassion that reside in the human heart. Extravagant parties, drugs, weapons, and violence are commonplace, and only the strongest survi...
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— And with that, we conclude today's news, on the 20th of August 2090. A virtual embrace and until... — the radio went silent before the presenter could finish his farewell, interrupted by carefree footsteps approaching the black metal door.
— Correct code, go ahead, Luz.
The door began to open, revealing the silhouette of a girl, no older than 20, with an almost inscrutable serene expression.
— Well, well, here's my favorite mercenary... — the man in his comfortable seat pronounced with a big smile.
After blowing a strand of hair away from her face, the blue-haired girl, now visibly more impatient, approached him without a word.
— Get to the point, Beth. Why did you call me so suddenly? — the girl grumbled, skillfully sitting on the edge of the modern oak table.
— It's obvious, isn't it? — the smiling face of the dark-skinned man remained — You've got a job.
— How much? — she asked, staring intently at him.
At the question, his expression changed, the edges of his lips slightly dropped before settling into his chair.
— Twenty thousand... — a hint of doubt could be detected in those words.
And indeed, the girl clicked her tongue, making a grimace, and jumped off the table.
— Luz — she caught her attention — Alright, thirty thousand.
She turned her head slowly and looked at him as she approached again.
She sighed. — What do I have to do? — thinking about the sudden change in price, she added — It's something big, right? Who do I have to kill?
— Let's just say there's a rat, and it needs to be... — he snapped his fingers a couple of times, searching for the right word — exterminated.
A brief silence filled the room, broken by him.
— Exterminated, just like the... — he raised his palm, giving her the floor.
— ...witnesses. — the recipient concluded.
She stood up and bid farewell with a wave of her hand, leaving the luxurious and modern office. But before she could take a step outside, she heard the creaking of the soft velvet armchair and Beth's deep voice calling her, followed by footsteps approaching her. Luz abruptly stopped and turned her head to see her boss, who cleared his throat before continuing to speak.
— Luz, be very careful on this mission. Let me know if anything happens, and...
The door slammed shut, leaving Luz with a sense of frustration. She hated it when Beth acted like an overprotective father. She shook her head and tried to focus on the task at hand.
