Attending your funeral is the weirdest thing that could ever happen to you. Seeing people cry over you, even people that you didn't even know well, or not even at all. But they know you. Seeing people that you didn't like being upset that you're not there any more hurts. Because you can't help but think that you could have ended on good terms. Or that maybe you could have realized that these people aren't so bad. That maybe thinking of others, rather than just yourself could make so many people happy. It could make life so much easier. But who am I to be talking about life, after all, I'm dead.

Faith Mitchell was never confident. She was happy to blend into the background, much to the protest of her friends. At 16, her life was a normal teenage cliche. She was in love with Jace, the obnoxious player who she couldn't have, and her biggest worry was whether or not he would finally come to his senses and see that she really was the one for him. That is until she is kidnapped and recruited by a secret agency of assassins. She is torn away from her normal teenage life and thrown into a world of guns, knifes and criminals. The agency mold her into the perfect killing machine, and at 19 she is no longer the shy girl that was snatched away from her uncomplicated life, but a ruthless killer who will stop at nothing to complete whatever mission she is on. Then, the agency has a new mission which involves Faith returning to her hometown, and facing her friends, family and the very boy who broke her heart just before it turned into stone. What will happen once Faith comes face to face with Jace? Will the obnoxious player be able to reach out and get the old Faith back without pressing any of her wrong buttons, considering that the shy girl he once knew now has a gun. (WATTY AWARDS 2011) (THE FICTION AWARDS 2017) ©makeandoffer