"copy!" imee almost whispered as she was holding the earpiece for a support, her left arm was bleeding but thanks to the piece of clothes came from the dead body beside her who stopping the blood from her arm, imee sighed. if she was a normal person who has lacked of ability when it comes to fighting probably she was laying in the side of the dead body now but nope, here she was still fighting and figuring what the next step of her plan but thanks to her partners who gave her que that there's a tunnel near from her that connected from where the master of all of this shit was.
imee was an ageant, high powered ageant specifically but how dare them called her POWERFUL when her 5yrs plan was still not executed very well? 21 deads, 3 was still alive and 1 is still injured but imee knew any moment he will be dead.
this is the plan of her organization, 5yrs plan but still the plan didn't go well. this shit master of the all drug dealers are real the SHIT and pain on her ass. she remember the sleepless nights trying to figure out why the fuck this so called master is like an cheetah that's always loosing on the track of their plan, imee did tried any possible way to get everything and come to her way but nope, this fucking influencial master of all drug dealers was so good that even the identity was still clueless from the agents that's trying to shove the ass of the master.
this eloquent so called master was everything for others, well being affluent was always in the top where they can get whatever they want but not anymore imee wants this 5yrs plan to ended, she admit that her organization was lacked on everything that's why this plan didn't go well the way they planned it but imee knew this isn't about LACKED of everything
this is because of the quisling and the crocodile of the association well, the corrupt political dynasts are driven by unbridled greed for power under the guise of altruistic intent that's why most of the politicians was coming on their way to do possible thing to stop their organization but imee wasn't bias, she don't care about money she care about doing her work.
a loud bang made imee flinched, she clutched her gun and gently hide from the post she was seating, she sighed. any moment she will be dead but she make sure that if she die, then the master also will be die.
she peak and put the silencer on her pistol, as she tempted to kill those shits she can't, especially when she was a lone fighting over those dumbass thousands dealers.
"gotcha!" she whispered as she pulled the trigger on the head of the man. "headshot!" she added as if she was playing on some mobile games
she gently stood and pressed her back from the post for a support, she wanna end this game because if she wont. who will?
she rolled her eyes as she found the tunnel her team was talking about "i can see the tunnel" she spoke from the earpiece but she didn't hear any response but a cut line from the other side "fuck!!" she throw the earpiece but suddenly the man who's hiding from the tunnel frightened that's why he stood but before he could speak imee already pulled the trigger, then afterwards she blow the tip of her gun
"idiot" she whispered as she continue walking, slowly... she's making sure no one will hear her because if someone did. then it will be her last day today
after 5minutes of walking and making sure no one was following her she reached the door imee knew that's the secret door but she can't just bragged from the inside like she wasn't aware that the master was there and those idiots body guard
then imee about to took her step when someone grabbed her hand and when she about to pulled the trigger to that person, the person immediately spoke.
"Jesus imee! you're gonna kill me" it's ageant clarisse, imee rolled her eyes.
