Part 2: The Job

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I'm there, 3 am sharp.

"You must be Miss Ophelia" says a man dressed in a black suit, he's wearing sunglasses despite the dark.

"Correct" I tell him bluntly

"I am agent X, call me Henry, The Andersons have sent me to tell you the terms of the job proposal"

"I'm all ears" I say bored with the frivolous small talk

"Your job would be to protect Mr Charles Anderson, heir of the Anderson family fortune. We have reason to believe that he is being targeted by a terrorist group, his life is in danger. We need you" he says seriously

"A bodyguard" I laugh " Do you know what I do? I'm normally the terrorist you talk about!"

"We are aware of your abilities Miss Ophelia but understand that you will be paid greatly"

"I'm not in it for the money" I state blankly and as I turn to go-

"Wait!" replies Agent X "10 million and the best protection we can provide you after this is solved"

"Protection?" I smirk "you seriously think you can protect me?" I pause,
"But fine, you seem desperate and I guess I wouldn't want the esteemed Charles Anderson to die"

"Thank you Miss Ophelia" replies Henry curtly

"Don't thank me yet" I smile
"I'll be there tomorrow"

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