The Agent. [FREENBECKY]

Chapter 1

Contains angst and violence.

Abandoned building.

A guy choked and gagged, crying for help.
Freen tightened her hand on his neck strangling him to death. He's back was against a wall, Her eyes fixated at the guys watery eyes. Giving her satisfaction, she loved this feeling.

"Gaaah.. haaa!" The guy cried and tried to scream yet he failed, he grabbed Freen's wrist and tried to push it away.

"Getting choked somewhere dark sucks, right?" By that sentence she could feel the guy trembling. he's grip on her hand weakened. She felt the man's body faint.

She dropped the guy down the ground. He's faint body collapsed to the ground. She noticed that he wasn't moving. She scoffed.

"Well deserved. Target." She then fixed her sleeves and turned away, she heard crying sounds, it was like 2 rooms away.

She grabbed her pocket knife, she went to the room where she heard the muffled cry. She quietly opened the door. She tightened her grip on the pocket knife.

She saw her partner agent on the ground crying for help, there's a man towering him.

He approached the man at his back, she nudged the man's back making him turn around. By that freen took advantage.

She didn't hesitate to stab him on the stomach. Blood running through his stomach, she twisted the pocket knife making the guy groan in pain.

She slid the knife dipper feeling the guy lose consciousness she immediately slid the knife out of him. The guy collapsed to the ground, blood coming out from his mouth.

Freen said "Dipshit. I fucking told you to follow me." She leaned down to the guy in the ground, she used her knife to cut his shirt.

She grabbed he's shirt and wiped her pocket knife clean. She placed her pocket knife back at her back pocket.

She turned around and walked away, her partner stood up and followed her, Freen was fixing her sleeves once again.

"Have you killed your target?" She asked to her partner while he was walking right beside her.

"Definitely." He replied with a low tone. Freens partner's name is Andrew Jones

"Wanna go to a cafe?" Jones asked while looking at the girls side profile view.

"Sure." She accepts.

Time passes by.

Jones was sitting on the cafe chair, Freen appeared infront of Jones. She was wearing a black polo and Vintage wool coat above it then her under garments is a straight pants.

She then sat infront of him, the waiter approached them with a tray with two coffee. The waiter then placed the coffee infront of them.

She took a sip of the coffee. Dark chocolate.
She placed the coffee down. And looked at Jones.

"Can you tell me why were you crying earlier? You got the upper hand that time how did he managed to get the upper hand?" Freen asked curiously.

"Didn't you see him holding a gun earlier? I had no knife or gun with me at that time. You even snatched my pocket knife earlier."

"Tsk, use your hands." She grabbed her coffee and took a sip once again while looking at Jones.

Her stare is trying to tell Jones that she wanted to kill him or something. No, but Jones is used to it.

Jones said "We came here to hangout, not to talk about this."

And then suddenly a man who likes like he's in he's 20s came on their table.

The man asked Jones. "Uh.. excuse. Is it alright if I can hire you as a bodyguard for my daughter?" The man asked.

Jones looked at Freen and back to the man.
"I'm not available sir. Maybe she can.." Jones then looked at Freen.

The man looked at Freen just to see her staring at him.

Freen said "The Father of the ceo? Tsk. Let me see if it's worthy for me."

The man that looks like in the 20s eyes perked up in amusement. And said "Wait how did you know-"

"I got my ways, Mr." She interrupted the man. "So are you going to accept or not?"

"I accept, Mr. But once I find out it's not worthy I'll quit the job immediately." Freen replied with a stern and intimidating voice.

"Okay meet me at my office, at the CEO building second room. Tomorrow." He offers he's hand to hand shake. Which Freen hesitates first before doing it.

"10:30 am."