~~Cora~~
Quietly i opened the window leading into the yellow bathroom. I followed the laughter down the hallway. I opened the door and pulled out my gun, the room went silent. "What the fuck?" (in russian). As soon as i fired the first bullet, the room went into the chaos. In a matter of seconds, Russians were laying on the now blood-stained floor. I smirked, and started to cover up the evidence, and grabbed their belongings.
The door started to creak open and two men stared back at me. Thy wore black masks, black coats, and jeans. "Who are you?!" I screamed in Swedish, pointing the gun at them. They looked at eachother confused. Not sweds, " Who are you?"
~~The boy's pov
When we walked into the room, a dark figure stood in the middle of the dead Russians. One against 5? I gave Murphy an uneasy look. The person turned around pointing her gun at us, and started speaking Swedish, I believe. Murphy and I weren't that familiar with Swedish. The masks muffled (his) voice. We glanced at eachother and the person silently pulled off their mask.
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Boondock Saints
RomanceCora is a highly trained assassin for the Swedish Mafia, and just got a new target. This mission leads her to meet two Irish men who will change her life.
