Styles' Killer

Creating the plan

        I sat at home with my laptop open. I had his file open with all the papers scatter over my desk. I've been researching Harry Styles for about 6 hours. I've found out he did indeed steal over thousands of dollars. He also has a record of numberous murders, some of which were failed missions from our company. He is extremely clever and outwitted our best men or women, whoever was on the case. Also, from a different extent of research, he is a sucker for picking girls up at bars.

From the extra branch of research I just mentioned, I looked at all the girls he likes. He likes girls wearing red dresses, red lipstick, blue eyes, black hair, and tall girls. It seems like that's all he likes. The pictures of him leaving bars with these types of girls are enough proof to support that theory. He only goes to one bar on Wednesdays at 7:30 and leaves with another black haired and blue eyed girl. Are there even that many girls with black hair and blue eyes?

Wait. I zoomed in on the faces of these girls. I noticed almost immediately, these were our agents. All of them, dead. He will be waiting for me.

I looked at my calendar, today is Tuesday. Tomorrow I'll go to the bar. I will also give me more time to research about him. To find out what personality qualities I need to mock. To find out what makes him tick. What turns him on, what would possibly make him fall in love. From what I learned, he just likes a good one night stand. I guess it will take more than one trip to the bar and maybe a couple lunch dates.

I shut my laptop after looking at the time. I think I have enough information of do's and don't's for one night with him. Just thinking of sleeping with a man like him gives me a rush of excitement and fear. He's handsome but dangerous, I might have to remind myself of that more than once. Hopefully, I wont be the one falling for him so when the time comes it won't be hard to pull the trigger.

I dressed in my nightwear and laid in my bed. I just stared at the ceiling. This is going to be the hardest thing I ever had to do. It will be fine. I told myself.