Perfect killer

New mission

If the dark can become light, then maybe I can change myself.
But that will never happen, why? That's a question, who don't have answer!

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People who don't know me , can said that I am a good girl, having perfect life with perfect family. But was that true? Of course not.

My life was made before I been born. How funny that thing is, right?
And all that is because I'm daughter of mafia leader. Dangerous Michael Robertson. Man who kill without to think twice, man who don't care if his target is a kid. He just shoot to kill. And what about my mother?!

"Even if i can call her mother"- she is woman who left me when I was only a baby. 
All my life I was trained to kill, to protect myself. To be prepared when I'll become the next gang leader, when my dad will left the gang. I was trained to don't have emotions, cause they're only reason to make me a weak.

They just made a perfect killer.

On june 23th, I got a new mission, and that mission was to kill the son of our enemy. Someone can said that's a hard mission, but for me that's was like chocolate who you'll eat only for few minutes. Or maybe it wasn't so easy, like i thought.

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I took my car, and I started drive to the place where I needed to find him.

When I came to the place, I realized, that the place was some club. I knew it that none know me from that gang, cause I was so protective for my information, I used fake names. But my real name was Marie-Jane. I got from my grandmother, like my dad told me she was a really strong woman, first killer ever.

Inside of the club

When I entered in the club, I felt so awful. I never wanted to go out , but now I needed to find my target, and only way was to take attention from everyone.
To made that I needed to dance, like dirty dance. Thank god, I wear red dress who was really beautiful.. I started dancing, forgetting that I'm on the club to find my target..

Maybe few minutes passed, and when I looked to see, I saw that everyone was looking at me. In some way I liked that.  I looked in front of me, and I saw him. A guy who was looking at me and smiling. I knew it that he was him. To meet your enemy, you need to make him to be close to you. And that's  exactly what I did.