Mafia's Mask

Mafia's Mask

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Shiloh took a business trip overseas and successfully made it until the last day of the event. When she was about to go home, a storm came in which cancelled all the available trips that she was supposed to take. She was hopeful by the moment the airports resumed their operations but to her surprise, her passport got denied immediately upon presenting it together with her flight details. Her identity was compromised and she was escorted for an investigation. It turns out that she was a former contractor agent before and she was introduced to six different people whom she spent most of her time with during her last mission. Each of them knows her with a different name and with a distinct different character. Now she needs to figure out to whom she showed her real self among all of them. How did they first meet? Who was she when she was with them? And how did they part ways before she became Shiloh. PS. As part of my yearly tradition to spread the orange love, here comes another mini novel for SHINHWA's 20th Anniversary. ^_^ Please forgive my typos/errors huhu because of my busy schedule I don't have enough time to proof read. I will do my best to fix everything once I am free.
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