Silver Chapter One

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The man looks at me with brown eyes full of worry. The contract between us specifies that I am to protect his daughter. The man across from me is King Joan Stark, said daughter is Princess Zoey Stark. As hard headed as she is beautiful. Shes eighteen, two years older then me.

My name is Victoria Wolfe. Too bad no one knows that. I am known only as Silver to everyone around me. I am a bounty hunter. As long as the job pays, I'll do it doesn't matter what it is. I never miss a kill and I always get the job done.

He looks at me again, brown eyes lock on cold violet. I can smell the nerves rolling off him in waves. Yum. He has no idea what he is unleashing on the public if i decide to take the job. I smirk coldly as he addresses me, or rather tries to.

"Miss...?" If possible he looks even more nervous.

"Silver. Sir, if I may?" My voice is polite but coldly so.

"Yes, o-of course, Miss Silver." He's trembling by now. I find it rather amusing. In a sinister sort of way. You see, I am the best at what I do, be it killing people, snatch and grabs, or protection details. I don't think he is quite certain about a sixteen year old guarding his baby girl.

"Sir, I am interested in why you chose me to do this particular job? Why not someone older?" I know exactly why he chose me, but I want to hear him say it. Lets see if he will, shall we?

He shifts nervously. "You see Miss Silver, you have come highly recommended, and I only want to make sure my daughter is safe."

My smirk turns into a grin, granted it's still cold, at his words. Picking up the pen painfully slow I sign my nickname. He's talking again, asking me to stay for dinner. I accept, on one condition. I get to meet the girl I am to be guarding beforehand.As I stand to go, I have a parting comment.

"Sir, its just Silver."




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