Extraordinary

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One doesn't simply beginning killing for no reason. You do it for money and it's a family business.

Those who know you, describe you as soft spoken, intelligent, and just overall a great person. Those who really know you, know that you are also deadly. That behind the soft spoken woman is a woman who knows various methods for killing a person.

You heard the door unlock and then voices. You disappeared into your study and cleaned up. You returned your files back into the safe behind the family photo on the wall. You stroke your face in the picture.

"Alex?"

You looked up to see Danielle. She walked over and kissed your forehead, smiling at you.

"Hey."

"Hey. The team is here. We're ordering Indian. Usual?"

"Yes."

Danielle originally couldn't stand your quiet behaviour. She also felt like she was walking on thin ice. However, she learned that you are very sweet. You had remembered her birthday when she first joined the team and had a present waiting for her when she came in. She had slowly fallen in love with you ever since then.

"Finishing up some work?"

"Yes. Editing the pictures before management picks which ones they want."

Danielle nodded and kissed you softly.

"I'll text you when the food is ready."

You nodded as she left and you returned to work.

Danielle returned to see her teammates reading something.

"What's that?"

"Some file. Dylan Scrooge?"

Danielle shrugged.

"Says Target is to be eliminated."

You were looking for the file and cursed. You didn't leave it in the living room? You quickly walked to the living room and saw Brittney reading it.

You took it, scaring everyone with how quiet you were.

"Alexandria?" Brittney said.

You looked at her.

"Yes?"

"What is that?"

"Work."

"But you're a photographer."

You raised an eyebrow.

"I'll be back Danielle."

You disappeared from the room. The team stared.
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You gave a rather deep slash to the dummy's stomach before decapitating the dummy.

"Someone's angry."

"Father."

"What's wrong?"

You looked at him. He stands at 6'2" with deep brown skin and piercing hazel eyes.

"Left a file out. Danielle's teammates found it. Cover may be blown."

"That would explain why Danielle called me asking if you are okay."

"She called?"

"Yes. I'm surprised too. She said you seemed annoyed when you left. I know you probably showed no emotion but she probably picked up. You tend to narrow your eyes slightly when annoyed."

You sighed and he pat your back.

"Go home. Danielle is worried and a worried girlfriend is a suspicious one."

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