Chapter 36

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"Welcome sir." He said as he opened the door of his blue car for the President.

"Thank you." He said as he got out along with a beautiful woman wearing a golden dress which trailed along the floor.

Thomas himself was wearing a red mask for the masquerade ball. He along with some agents were surrounding the royal couple wearing masks and tuxes and hiding weapons underneath.

It was beautiful. A big crystal clear chandelier was hanging above them. The room was a shade of pink and white. There were people dancing elegantly in their tuxes and the women in their long frilling gowns.

They stood near the curtains, a red velvet drapery.

"Dear, would you dance with me?" He held his hand out for the other to take. They went out with in the middle and began to dance.

"Be with him at all times." Bran said through the comm.

Thomas and the rest surrounded him by dancing with other women around him. Thomas found himself dancing with a black mask and wore a long black dress with grey frills. She was an incredibly good dancer.

"Hello lovely."

"Hey" wait..... Why is she not speaking formally. Maybe she is new to this.

"First time?"

"Indeed fine sir."

"What's your name?"

"What's the concept of masks then?"

"You're right."

He could see her eyeing him. She had beautiful brown eyes.

"You have a gun." She pointed out. He immediately adjusted the tux to conceal it.

"Why do you have a gun?"

"Safety reasons"

"You're an agent." She said matter of fact.

"What?"

"An agent you know, from the Organization. You have the A embedded in your gun."

"Why do you care?" He had to change  topic and keep an eye on the president.

"Why do you think I care?" She smirked "Huh Gingerboy?"

"Cash" he hissed. How did she manage to come in?

"Hello again. So tell me. What are you doing here?"

"I'm here on a mission."

"That is?"

"To protect the president."

"Ooh. We're gonna have a conflict here."

"What are you saying?" He realized he wasn't asking the right question "What are you doing here?"

"Finally." She huffed

"I'm here to kill him."

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