Secret 1: Miss Martinez

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So I have decided to write another story, I'm not going to tell you much about it, but I hope you'll enjoy it! It's not Peter Pan based but I will be continuing my Eternal Youth, Eternal Love as well at this! Tell me what you think, in the comments 💕

It was a damp Monday morning, the streets were drained of the usual morning angst. The only sound to be heard, as well as the passing
cars, was her heals on the stone pavement as she stepped out of the sparkling black Range Rover. Signalling to the driver, he nodded and drove off,leaving her alone one the street, solitary as her usual state.

The stuffy wet air, was the 2nd reason for her to move quickly and the 1st was that she was on a timer. In her mind she could almost hear the tick tock of the seconds fleeting by as she entered the building, smiling politely at the doorman quickly running a brush through her chestnut locks and topped up her scarlet lipstick. She followed a large set of stairs to conference room 98. The meeting was at its end and various rich looking business men, shook hands. She walked in, greeting them and sat down at the table, placing her bag under it.

"Ah Miss Martinez" Another man entered, he kissed her on the cheek before sitting down to discuss business.

10:30 am, she placed her sleeve over the small wristwatch she wore. 30 minutes before she had to be out, standing up and swiftly exiting  the building. Small speckles of sunlight peeped out through the clouds, rain was dropping slowly down as the Range Rover reappeared.

"Regent street" she ordered as the driver nodded. "No luggage Ms?" He knew it was out of his line to ask but curiosity took over. She glared at him, as the car began to roll down the road. She checked her watch and turned to face the building. "3,2,1...."  There was an enormous explosion. It was as though a fist of amber flame had decided to punch it's way out of the main building . Windows shattered. Smoke and fire rushed out. Thousands of pieces of glass and steel, a deadly rainfall, showered down. A huge bite had been taken out of the side and the roof of the building.

She lifted up a small walkie talkie as the driver began to gather speed and drive away.
"Lavender Fox, here. It's done" .....

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