Prologue

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"I trusted you!" He growled out from the other side of the table. In anger he slammed his fists onto the steel table.

"I know you trusted me but it was my job. I had to do my job. And I never thought that this would have happened." I said. My eyes feeling watery. I was not going to cry.

"So all those times that you said you loved me, that was all a lie and just part of your job you had to do?!" He yelled out standing up from his chair. Looking me straight in the eyes.

"No! It was true and still is true." I said with no tears coming out yet.

"No you don't. What was your 'job' that you had to do? Hmm, was it something along the lines of 'get close to the most wanted Gang Leader, make him fall in love with a bitch like you and turn him in to the FBI and come clean' and tell me that you are an undercover FBI Assassin signed up to kill the most wanted criminals. And you expect me to believe you that you Love me?" He exclaimed all in one breath.

"Yes!" I yelled out.

"Bullshit!" He yelled back, turning his back to me.

"My job is to Kill people on the spot. I couldn't kill you because I Love You so much and I couldn't live knowing I KILLED YOU. So, do you still think I'm bullshitting you?" I yelled out. I stood up and slammed the file onto the table. "There. See if I'm lying to you now!" I yelled and walked to the door.

"What is it?" He asked looking at the file and glanced at me.

"It's my Job Description." I said softly. I walked out slamming the door shut.

And leaving him shocked.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 01, 2019 ⏰

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