Crash and Fall

Meeting

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"You really think you can kill me?" He asked with an evil sinister smirk on his face. He knew how to get his ways. How to stall, how to manipulate, but I did it better.

"No, I don't think I can kill you," I spoke calmly.

"Nice to see you finally understand how this works Andrews," he spoke with that same evil glint in his eyes.

"Oh, but I never said I wasn't going to catch you. And look at what I have accomplished."

Almost instantly my backup had just came pounding into the room ready to take down the target. All the men dressed in black uniforms apprehended the target. It was quite satisfying to see. Finally the man I had been after for two year was finally in the hands of the law.

I felt two hands snake around my waist an lift me up into the air and I immediately knew who it was.

"Good job Taylor, you finally got him!" Liam, my best friend spoke with enthusiasm.

"I know it's about time, it only took me two years." I told him through a laugh.

"Wait, Holy Shit! That was your hundredth mission. We have to celebrate!" Liam exclaimed.

I groaned. Loud. I hated celebrating accomplishments. Why can't the world just be like Oh good job and be done with it.

"Hey don't uuggghhh me," said Liam.

"But—" Liam cut me off before I could get another word out.

"No buts. We are going to the club tonight to celebrate your 100th mission and you catching Vladimir the most wanted drug lord in the US," Liam spoke, way too quickly. I swear I could barely understand what the boy said half the time.  

"Fine, but—" and once again I was cut off.

"Oh no girl, you are wearing a dress whether you like it or not," Liam said. Damn this boy knew me too well. Why are gay best friends so adamant? I mean seriously.

"Fine," I said.

This night could not get any worse.

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I walked into Club 50 with Liam on my arm. He looked great. He was rocking dark jeans and a green v neck. I honestly feel so bad for the female population. It is such a shame he is gay. I mean seriously my best friend is constantly ogled by the female portion of the population, but as soon as he drops the gay bomb their flirting immediately stops and turns into embarrassment.

But right now I was wearing a gold dress that showed off my long legs along with some cleavage. My brown hair was styled in loose beach waves with a middle part and I was prepared to have a fun night with no distractions. Just fun.

Walking into club 50 I could feel the eyes on me. I knew I drew the attention of men. I wasn't ugly in fact i knew I was beautiful and how to use it to my advantage on mission, but I don't use it in day to day life.

"Let's go get drinks!" Liam shouted over the loud music. I mean seriously it's like they want our ears to bleed. I can feel the ground vibrating under my feet.

"What can I get for you?" The bartender asked as he ogled Liam.

"Um, two vodka shots," Liam replied with a sinister flirty smile that I knew all to well. He used this smile to get what he wanted but unlike me, he used it to his advantage for everything.