XAVAIR POV :
Blake, oh the famous Blake. I hired the worlds best hackers yet no one knows how she looks, or how old she is. She
could be a 68 year old granny, or a robot, no one knows. I would say I don't care but that would be a big lie because I am hella curious about this girl or granny or robot or woman or a pile of shit. Honestly tho, my curiosity is fucking getting to me.
I wouldn't have cared if she wasn't right after me, she probably thinks this was my first time beating her, but oh boy is she wrong, my gang has been undercover for 10 years now, but this year we're coming out for the world to see. I was first every year in the top gangs, but according to the undercover hand book which may I add was written by a dumbass named Clark in 1963. We have to remove our name for the top gang lists unless we break the 10 year contract which was broken this year by me. So it is finally there.
When I got the call from Blake's personal bodyguard guard telling me if a meeting was ok, I thought I was finally going to find out about this girl, so I said yeah.
And here I am in the meeting room of my office waiting for the one and only Blake to show up. Right when the clock ticks 4 my phone rings.
"2 people under the name Blake are
here boss, should I send them up?"
"Ya." I say.
In about 40 secs there is a knock on the door of my meeting room.
"Come in." I reply.
And I hear footsteps approaching the table I look up to see the face of Blake.
