Agent 294

Chapter 1

"I won't repeat myself again," I threatened as I inched closer to his almost lifeless body that's hanging on the wall. I must say, I've done a pretty decent job tying him up that well given the tight time frame I had. His nose-just like the rest of his body - was broken and bleeding. I looked up to his eyes, more like the two bruised balls in front of me, and pointed the gun at his head. "Where is it?" I asked in a venom-like, deadly voice as I pressed the gun into his head.

He grunted licked his lips. He lifted his head the tiniest bit upwards and tried to look at me in a what he sure hopes is a threatening look. I nearly snorted. He stared at me for a good 5 seconds and I thought he was finally going to give in. That was until I was surprised by blood being spat on me. "Fuck you," he hissed.

That's it, I've had enough of this asshole. I hit him on the side of the head with the my gun and his body fell limp. Well, limper than it already was.

"Arkwood!" I shouted for my assistant. He was a bulky guy with head huger than his ego but, he did the job well so I kept him around. The giant soon came in and cocked his head to the side. "You know what to do with him," he smiled mischievously, fully understanding what I meant. The dude loved torturing people nonetheless, he was a huge softie on the inside. As long as you don't piss him off, you'll be fine.

Arkwood dragged the almost lifeless body out of the room and I followed suit. Whilst Arkwood went to the 'torture chamber' as he'd like to put it, I got out of the huge villa and called boss.

"What now, Williams?" his grumpy voice filled my ears. Someone's on their period.

"I got nothing. Zero. Nada. The dude wouldn't even tell me who he was working for," This sentence was enough to make me embarrassed. This was officially my first failed mission. "Don't worry, though. I'll get him to talk. He's not dead, yet,"

I heard his heavy breathing on the other end of the call. "Marco traced his cell," that's a good thing. Why the hell does he sound sad about it? "He works for the Dark shadows,"

Well...shit.

Let me clarify. The Dark Shadows are the worst of the worst. They're the most feared gang in not only London, but the world. They're ruthless. Heartless. Merciless. They are the modern world Hitlers. Their leader is Dante King. The most dangerous man this Earth has ever seen. At the age of fucking 21, just after his father's assassination, he took his father's place in becoming The Dark Shadow's leader.

Where do I stand in all this? I'm part of The Horoscope. A secret agency that hires professionals like myself to collect information and when necessary kill potential threats. To sum it up, we're hit-men, spies and double agents at the same time. I, Cara Williams, am the best in this job. Well, that was until today's big failure. It's a disgrace really. I'll deal with that idiot later. Right now, I had to hear what Fred had to say.

"Meet me at the office in ten," he ordered and I immediately hung up. I got into my Audi R8 - what can I say, the job pays well - and went to the office.

***

I entered the 15 square feet room that Fred calls and office and slammed the door after me.

"Take a seat, Agent 294," he ordered and I obliged, only because I wanted to.

"Tyler Smith. A former member of The Dark Shadows. His parents got killed by none other than Arthur King, the former leader of the shadows, for treason. The kid grew up with hopes to avenge his parents but Dante apparently had other plans," he pushed some files with the information I need about this case and I flipped through them as he continued,"Of course, Tyler would form a threat to the Shadows if he worked against them as he was once an insider and has information that only Shadow members know," he sighs. "Dante threatened to kill Tyler's sister if he as much as thought about betraying him,"

"A couple of days ago, Tyler was assigned a large shipment of drugs - which, thanks to you, never arrived - then, we caught him and got the information we need," looks like I wasn't such a failure after all. I internally smirked. I never fail. Never have, never will.

"So, what do we do with him?"

"Smith?We'll keep him locked up for a while. We can't risk him telling the Shadows anything about us right now. Besides, we have to try to get some information out of him. He's such a valuable aspect and we cant let him go without at least having gotten something out of it,"

"Where do I come in all this?" I asked in a calm, collected voice that can freeze ice and light a fire at the same time.

"The Dark Shadows have been looking for a hawk, a good sniper - not good, excellent - they're obviously up to something big. Something so nasty that they need someone that doesn't even make the simplest form of a mistake. They need someone invincible, someone unstoppable, someone so intimidating that can match up to their level of fury. Someone like you, 294,"

Now that caught my attention.

"I'm all ears," I said.

"We need to know what they're up to, we also need not raise suspicion about Tyler Smith's disappearance. We need an insider," He ran his hand through what's left of his white hair and said. "You're going to be part of The dark Shadows, 294. You're going to be their hit-man...and ours,"

I smirked. That's going to be fun.

***

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