ch. VII -- Dirty job?

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What the hell was wrong with these trainees?

Last time she didn't have problems like this. To be honest, last time she wasn't allowed to walk around so freely. And that was like four years ago. At that time no one proposed her for Kingsman position, for her father's place.

She was walking down the corridor to finally retrieve her suit from earlier when Merlin's voice from other end of the corridor rang:

"Richards. You're needed up."

"For the love of fucking God." Sophie whispered and turning around smiled:

"Yes, sir."

Taking a quick glance at her wrist watch her eyes widened.

"I just have to come tomorrow. Early tomorrow." She sighed and exited the Fitting Room. Nodding to other tailor she reached for her sketches and putted them back into her folder.

"Long day?" He asked.

"You could say that, yeah..." Sophie sighed and putting away her folders reached for fabrics that silently pleaded to her to be folded.

"There's a message that just came up." tailor said to her.

"Did it now? From whom?" Sophie asked while putting away fabrics.

"From Merlin. He's asking if you want to watch training tomorrow."

"I'm pretty sure it involves me doing the dirty work." Sophie rolled her eyes.

"Is that a yes, Miss Richards?"

"Yeah..." Sophie chuckled.

Putting away last things, Sophie was ready to leave.

'It's going to be a long day tomorrow.'

Sophie was pretty sure, that she will be doing some dirty job. Even if it meant not getting dirty at all.



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