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"The New Life"
Mira walked around her luxurious apartment in the city of Madrid, eating chocolate covered strawberries and arguing with a client.
"Sorry, but our services don't take that into count. You could try a different place if you can't afford it."
She said and smirked as the angry, old man hung up. She threw her phone on the couch and sat down next to it. Her eyes caught glimce of the news chanel.
'3 new victims found dead, all of them having the same tattoo on their wrist' Isn't that just lovely?
She thought and scoffed.
Suddenly her door bell rang causing her to raise a brow. She walked over to the door and looked through the peephole. H
er colleague, a bungundy haired male was standing at the door, looking pissed. The ravenette chuckled before letting him in.
"You're in deep shit, Mira. Have you completely lost your mind?"
