Chapter 1

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As the two stood at the desk, rummaging through the papers and drawers, they weren't aware the door behind them had opened. Darkness was still flooding the room. It want until a threatening clip of British tone spoke from behind that the two intruders froze in place. The tall dark man looked to his new comrade as the man with the crutch did the same. This was not suppose to happen...

"Hands up where I can see them!" The men do as ordered, fear still trembling within them. " Now turn around. Slowly!"

At first they hesitate, unsure what to do. No one can know about their mission. No one can know about the dead man walking, but this woman gave them no choice. Her gun was loaded, aimed, and ready to fire at the two before her. With a huff the men turn around, their heads ducking low; however, the woman was insistent.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my office?" She demands, her accent music to one of the men's ears. It's been too long since he's heard her voice. "Look at me and speak."

The taller man sighs and glances at his partner, meeting his eyes and subtly shaking his head. The woman notices and keeps her weapon aimed and ready for use.

"Look up or I shoot. Your choice."

The taller man shakes his head again, but his companion does as the wan demands; leaving her shocked beyond measure.

"D-Daniel?"

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