First Death

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First Death

This is not the kind of operation that I expected. Masyadong madali at wala man lang thrill, all I have to do is seduce that druglord named Justin that has been laundering large sums of money drugs so that we can get evidence. Then bam, that's it. Yeargh. Boring.

I sighed.

Mas gusto ko pa ang mga mission namin na may kinalaman sa pag-pigil sa pagsabog ng bomba o pag lilinis ng mga terorista kaysa dito. That kind of missions excites me more than this.

"Hawk, are you with us?" Said the voice from the small and almost invisible com link on my ear.

It was Bobby, code name Flash. Because he was as fast as a lightning flash.

"Why don't you shut up, Flash?" I hissed.

He chuckled softly. "Why? Im just complementing your get up."

I groaned in frustration! Ito pa ang pinakakaayaw ko. Pinagsuot ba naman nila ako ng dress na may slit sa right leg na hanggang middle thigh at 4 inches high-heeled shoes. Good God! It's too long and sexy for me.

"Mag-halo ka na lang ng drinks and prepare me an orgasm." Nasa bar kasi siya at nagpapanggap na bartender. Sa hotel bar kasi ginaganap ang party na isinagawa ni Justin para sa Anniversary ng restaurant niya.

"Damn it, woman!" Braden Steele. cursed from the other side, probably hiding somewhere. Well, his codename is Steel, and yeargh, he was the best in torturing people using knifes, daggers, any kind of steels and shits.

And me? Why Hawk? It's because I have keen eyes like a hawk.

"Why? What's wrong with that drink?" painosenteng tanong ko.

Pumasok na ako sa bar, kinawayan ko pa 'yung dalawang security guard na nasa entrance and smiled at them seductively.

"'Wag mong sasabihin samin 'yan. We're guys and we have a d*ck." Natatawang wika ni Braden, I scanned the room—it was already swarming with people—I found Bobby, behind the bar, grinning at me.

"Whatever." I mouthed at dumiretso sa barstool at umupo.

"What would you like to drink, ma'am?" nakangising tanong niya.

I laughed sarcastically and said, "Funny." Inabutan niya ako ng cocktail.

"Cr. Fourth cubicle." Mahinang bulong niya at nagsimula na ulit maghalo ng drinks.

Inubos ko muna ang inumin ko at dumiretso ng Restroom, pumasok ako sa ika-apat na cubicle, binuksan ang lid at inilabas ang baril na nasa Ziploc. I tuck the Socom to the strap that is at my left thigh, tapos 'yung silencer sa dibdib ko. Kaya nga pala nandito 'yung baril kasi masyadong secured ang lugar. Masyadong maraming guards. Hindi naman sa hindi namin sila kaya, well in fact kayang kaya namin sila but we always do our mission secretly or in shadows.

That's how Knight Shadow Organization work.

"Ano sasama ka ba?" rinig kong tanong ni Braden.

Inayos ko sarili ko sa harap ng salamin, tinignan ko kung maayos ba at hindi halata yung silencer. Check. "Pardon?"

"Tsk. Ang sabi ko kung sasama ka ba sa strippers club."

"Steel, you seriously asking me that? Anong tingin mo sa'kin lalaki?" Napailing ako dahil sobrang nakakatanga ang tanong niya, tama ba namang tanungin ako kung sasama ba sa isang strippersb club, bar 'yon na halata namang may mga strippers, in other words bar 'yon para sa mga lalaki at may mga babaeng naghuhubad.

Although legal ang bar na iyon at  puro mayayaman lang ang pwedeng pumasok.

I heard Braden, faked a gasp. "I thought lalaki ka."

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