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Azalea is one of the world's most skilled assassins, known as the Silencer. Her reputation precedes her, but she keeps her true identity a secret to avoid becoming a target herself.
She takes on missions regularly, assassinating those who...
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"So the news got all the way to you, huh?" I say, sitting on the Coach in my living room with Victoria.
"Yeah," she responds, her brows furrowing slightly. "Im just wondering who put it out there" she asks, placing her hands behind her neck, lost in thought.
My attention drifts to Vic again, when she starts talking. "So as the good friend I am, I will help you, because I dont want you to get your ass kicked." She flashes a smile, her light blue eyes glinting with amusement and I start laughing.
"Well, do I look like I need help?" I say, pulling my knife from the strap on my inner thigh and twirling it around my finger, narrowing my eyes at her.
Victoria Greyson, one of the best hackers in the states. She can get into any government-based system, with no problem at all.
No information is too hard for her to find, and she is extremely smart. People would kill for her skills. Or to have her working for them.
She's very good at what she does, might even be the best. As already mentioned, she also happens to be Zane's girlfriend.
"Actually, I need a favor from my favorite brunette." She says, taking a sip of wine from the glass that she was holding looking straight at me.
"Anything, Vic." I say, smiling, just a little, leaning forward, intrigued.
"A good friend of mine has a little problem. I thought maybe you could help me help them. Oh and I help you in return of course." Her voice is steady, but I can hear the urgency out of it.
"I don't need your help, so I don't see anything benefiting me." I say, my voice firm.
"How silly of me, I forgot to mention..," She says, slapping her hand on her forehead. "If you help me, i'll sleep and eat here for free." She gives me a teasing smile and I start chuckling.
"Ah that sounds better" I say and both of us start bursting out laughing as we fall into the coach.
"Wheres Zane?" She asks, crossing her arms in front of her chest, looking around.
I speak up, putting my hands up. "Probably playing video games or some shit."
"Then I think it's time beating his ass then." She says getting up and placing the glas of wine on the golden marble table.
"Second floor, fourth door to the left." I let her know, having a hand placed on my mouth to keep myself from laughing watching her waddle out of the living room.
Two Days Later
Very Slowly and quietly, Victoria, Zand and I work our way up the stairs into Noah's room, aka my little brother, wearing our pajamas.
The creaking steps didn't make it easy for us, and every time it creaked under Vic, I slapped her arm from behind and she would start rolling her eyes. God, whenever she rolls her eyes at me I just want to kick her goddamn ass.
