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Amy's pov

"Look who is up walking around." Mark said wrapping his arms around me as I got off of the steps.

"Hello to you too." I giggled as I melted into his arms.

"How do you feel?"

"Much better, I am ready to go out and do some sneaky missions."

"Are you sure?" His voice softened.

"Yes. I have done so much computer hacking work that it needs to calm down that way they can't track it to me here."

"If they are tracking your work then they will find their way to the other side of the world. And they will never be able to find out the location of who is really doing it."

"I know, but it needs to cool down so their guards will be down, then I can strike again and get a bunch of money from them." I smiled turning around facing him.

"This is true." He kissed the top of my nose.

"Who do you have for me to go after today?"

He closed his eyes, sighing at me as he said, "You are not going to give up are you?"

"Nope." I smiled.

I felt my feet leaving the floor as he carried me into the office, he sat me down in one of the chairs then handed me a folder.

"This is the folder for Blane Taylor." He said.

"Ah. Mr. Taylor, he finally got sloppy." I said as I looked through the file.

"Yep and we found out a shit ton of information on him because of it."

"So, it looks like I will be going into his storage room. Anything good in there?" I kept reading the pages in the folder.

"Some artifacts, money the normal."

I nodded my head as I asked, "so what did he do to you?"

"He is the reason the bomb went off at your funeral."

I felt my heart beat pick up.

"How did you find that out?" I looked up at him.

"I have my ways, plus he didn't get all of it to blow up." He looked down at the folder still in my hand.

I flipped the page over to see a bunch of debris on the ground.

"Look at the top left corner." Mark said, "you will see his Signature item letting everyone know that it was him."

My blood started to boil once my eyes met the little stuffed rabbit that he stuffs in all of his bombs. He does that so the cops will think that a kid was blown up in the blast, and they will be on a manhunt looking for anything of that child. It gives him time to run and hide.

"Was he there that day?" I asked low.

"I believe I did see him for a few seconds."

"Now the real question is, do I want him to see my face or should I stay dead?" I looked up at Mark as my leg started to shake.

"That is up to you."

"Does he have a camera in the unit?"

"No."

I nodded my head yes.

"When do I go out?" I asked as I closed the file.

"He will be out of the state for the next week so whenever you wish."

"I'll go tonight, I will be able to come back faster and we can sell all of his shit faster as well."

"Very well."

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