Unknown P.O.V
"You have to kill her". Marcus says and hands me a picture of a girl with blonde hair, narrow face, long thin nose, large, wide, round, greyish-blue eyes.
"Why do I have to kill her?" I ask looking at her innocent eyes: her face was carved with such detail.
"Well, it is because she is an agent and is working against us. We have so many consignments coming up in the future and I don't want her to interrogate in my plans." Stiff as he always is and why wouldn't he be stiff?
"Why do you want me to kill her? Why can't you kill her?" I say. You always make me kill people with the most angelic faces I think you despise them as you have a face of a devil. I smiled internally.
"Because she knows me, but not you. You can easily finish her off and you know what will happen if you don't." He smirks. That damn smirk, I just hate it. That's what makes you a devil.
"Yes, sir I will do it". I don't know but I have an uneasiness in my heart this all feels so wrong. It alwats feels wrong.
"Great, this is her address. You can kill her however you want". He said showing the location through a computer screen. She lives in Abnegation Sector, Chicago. "No time must be wasted you should go now".
I walk out of the office and in my room I started to pack so that I can leave now for Chicago. However I want. . . I trailed off. Nah, stick with the basics.
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