LOUIS' POV
"I'm sorry but I'm afraid we haven't had a customer named Robyn Jones," the blonde lady said to Paul with a sympathetic look.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive," the lady with pink hair replied monotonouly. We were in a beauty and hair parlour we had found about 30 minutes away from the tunnel. When we arrived here, we thought that Robyn and whoever she came with might've come here to disguise themselves.
"Well, have you seen anybody with brown hair that reaches the small of her back, big hazel/green eyes and is about this height," Zayn asked, raising his hand to his shoulder.
The ladies looked as though they were trying to remember so I grabbed my IPhone and showed them both a photo. "This girl?"
The ladies shook their heads immediately. "Nope, sorry!"
The boys, Paul and I moaned as we turned to walk out the door, apart from Niall who looked very suspicious. "What is it, Niall?" Liam asked.
"Could you name all the people who you served yesterday at 1AM?" He asked with his eyes narrowed.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we can't give you that information!" Blondie replied.
"You have to, this is very important!" Zayn stated, raising his voice slightly.
"I'm sorry, sir."
I sighed with frustration but then Paul reached into his pocket and pulled out £50, flashed it at the girls and slid it across the desk they were standing behind. "Are you sure you can't help us out?"
Pinkie whispered in Blondie's ear something we couldn't comprehend and she smiled.
"Alright, sir," Blondie said.
Pinkie grabbed a book from under the desk and flipped through it until she found the page she was looking for.
"Thursday.
* Anna Browning
* Vanessa Perkins
* Amy Evans
* Sadia Chowdery
* Bridget Howler
* Tyler HudsonI'm sorry, but there's no Robyn Jones here."
We were all silent before Paul said, "can I take a look at that?"
She handed the book to him and he scanned the page with narrow eyes. "Nope, definitely not here..."
We all sighed and left after we said our 'thank you's and 'goodbye's.
"So, what now?" Liam asked, rubbing his legs.
ANNA'S POV
"Wow..." Vanessa and I breathed as we stepped into the George Washington University's main entrance.
"This place is... massive!" Vanessa whispered as we looked up and around the place.
The walls were made out of red brick and are stacked so high, and formed into some sort of dome above us, before leading off into different hallways. People were talking everywhere, rushing off to classes and chatting to eachother, having the time of their lives.
Vanessa and I seemed to be trapped in some daze, so I coughed to knock ourselves out of it and asked, "So, where first?"
"Well, we have art together now in room-" she checked her timetable, " in room 2635..."
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FanfictionWhat is the definition of an assassin? əˈsasɪn/ noun A person who murders an important person for political or religious reasons. Synonyms: murderer, killer, executioner, gunman, butcher, slaughterer, liquidator. Agent Robyn Jones, the best of her...