Agent XOX

Chapter 2 - Starting point

-Xandra's POV-

Sawyer opened the door for me as I step out of the car. The new house is amazing! Okay, so the only thing that gets me excited is the new house we got. Nothing more than that.

I took in the new atmosphere of our house. It's quite cozy compared to the spy facility back in New York where Carly and I are the only women in there surrounded by guys who were pretty much just like us. Eats like pigs and lays around all the time. Yup, those were the good old days.

The house has three storeys in it. The bottom has the kitchen, living room, dining room, and Sawyer's room. The second level has my room, the guest room, and another room that would probably be the media room. I'll just talk to Sawyer about it. The third level was basically a terrace. I should set up a bar in here and have my friends over. Oh wait, I don't have friends here. Crap, I miss New York.

I went to my room and admired the view I have. From my glass walls I can look at the neighborhood. It seems pleasant and safe. But as far as I have known, nothing in the world is safe.

 It's been years since I went here in the Phils. The last time we went here was when we were tasked to guard the President's life when he was about to state his SONA last 2012, I was about 16 at that time. I only know a little tagalog, but I'm not very good at it.

It's only about 6:30pm and I'm bored, so I decided to grab my coat and go out to the streets of Manila. When I went down Sawyer was eating in the kitchen.

"Sawyer, I'm going to wander around the streets for awhile. Is Ex here?" 

"Yes maam, be safe." Sawyer smiled at me. He knows that I could handle myself incase I get into trouble. I trained since I was 7. Fighting the bad guys was basically in my blood.

Ex is my car, a red Audi R8 Spyder. My brother gave her to me on my 18th birthday. It's funny, I treat her like a child.

I drove through the streets of Manila, not knowing any other place here. Good thing this has a GPS on it. I'll be okay.

I immediately typed Night Market in the GPS and it lead me to Recto Avenue where an awesome night market filled with food and clothes is laid on the streets.

I parked at the nearest parking space and put my alarm on. I don't want Ex to be stolen from me.

"Maam! tshirt po. 150 isa!"

"Ms. Beautiful bili na po kayo dito."

"Eto miss! Dress po kayo"

It would be really nice if I could understand them. I only heard shirt, dress, and beautiful? People here are liers.

I found a shirt of my liking. I approached the woman who must be in her 30's. Her face lit up as I got the shirt out of the hanger.

"How much is this?" 

"Maam! It's 200 pesos. You like?" I grinned at her and nodded.