(Your Name) (Last Name), a young woman who was making a name for herself as a Private Investigator in a new town.
(Your Name) believed in one thing: The truth. (Your Name) figured the cold truth was the only thing you could depend on to never change. With that being said, (Your Name) didn't really like to rely on the words of others. She always looked to the facts to tell her what she needed to know. There wasn't any piece of information she couldn't get her hands on, and the scariest thing was no one knew how she found out half the stuff she did.
The young woman was currently sitting in her car tailing her most recent target. A man in his early fourties. The young woman snaps pictures of her target kissing a woman around the same age before they enter a restaurant. Her client was a woman who was desperate to find out why her husband had lost complete interest in her. Her task was to follow him, see what he was doing and where he would disappear to at different times after work. Knowing that this was going to break the woman's heart, (Your Name) felt a slight twinge of guilt.
But why should she? The truth was good to know: whether it was good or bad...Wasn't it?
"Men are such dogs, they could have the entire world in front of them and yet it's still not enough." (Your Name) dejectedly sighs
The car door to the passenger side of (Your Name)'s car swings open to reveal Obito. Sitting in the seat next to the awestruck woman, Obito makes himself comfortable.
"You shouldn't assume all men are alike, it's an unfair and biased way of thinking." His deep, raspy voice states
Snapping out of her state of shock, (Your Name) eyes said male suspiciously. The cautious woman concludes that he looks shady as hell. On gaurd, (Your Name) prepares her self for anything he might try.
"Who are you? Where did you come from? And what do you want?" Blankly staring at (Your Name), Obito decides to humor her
"Obito. Not important. And a moment of your time." He states. A perplexed expression occupys (Your Name)'s face
"No, now get out of my car you weirdo!" (Your Name) snaps
"It took me forever to find you, at least hear me out."
"For what reason?"
"My boss. He admires your expertise and thinks you can be a valuable asset to his organization." Obito explains
Remembering her current assignment, (Your Name)'s head snaps back to the direction of the restaurant. She sees her target and his mistress leaving the restaurant to get in their car.
"I really have to go. I'm not working tomorrow, why don't we meet up then and talk?" (Your Name) quickly suggests
"I don't have until tomorrow. I leave tonight." Obito replies
"How is that my problem?!" (Your Name) impatiently questions
The target's car starts and they prepare to pull off. Obito shows no signs of moving from his seat.
"Come on! They're leaving!" The irritable woman snaps
" I'm not going anywhere until you agree to talk with me." Obito states in an unbothered tone
Annoyed, (Your Name) turns her attention to the target's car that is currently driving down the street.
"Screw this!" Staring her own car, (Your Name) proceeds to follow after her target. A look of suprise flashes across the raven haired male's face
"What are you doing?!" He questions in a panicked tone
"My job." (Your Name) states firmly
Keeping her focus on the road ahead of her, (Your Name) inconspicously trails her target's car.
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