"Good job, my assassin sister, Leah Agave. Good job," my sister says into the phone as I walk away from the body of a girl who used to be Ashley Kid; she is now an empty shell of a girl.
"Thank you, Natasha. You did well also," I say. We had both been sent out to kill the Kid sisters, one 13 years old and the other 12.
Police sirens are heard from somewhere in my city and somewhere on her end of the line.
"Sister," Natasha says quickly, "we must go! Father is arranging for someone to pick you up. Hurry! The police are coming!"
"I'm on my way, sister!" I hop into the black convertible as it pulls up beside me.
"I will see you in Agave Manor," Natasha says. "Hurry!"
The drive to Agave Manor isn't that long; probably only ten to fifteen minutes. My steps quicken as I see that the front doors have been kicked in.
"Sister?" I call throuh the hall. "Sister! Where are y–" A shot rings through the house, and agonizing pain shoots through my arm.
"Sister!" Natasha calls from somwhere in the house, he voice hoarse. "I am… dying! They… have got me! Flee, at once! Fle–"
A shot fires, and her voice is cut off. More shots fire, and I fall to my knees as pain shoots throughout my entire body. I manage to utter one more thing: "I'm… sorry… sister…"
Then, everything blacks out.
