Cinderella: Agent Triple 7 [On Going]

Cinderella: Agent Triple 7 [On Going]

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"We're here to make a deal with you." The said agent continued. "What is it? I don't even know what happened or what's happening." Said the lady. "Your father died without accident and there are people trying to kill you because of your father. We'll let you know the reasons why they're hunting you, who murdered your father, and how to stop them." The guy said. Glydelle seated straight. She's now interested hearing those words. Finally! The answers for her questions are in front of her. "But, in one condition." She then again crouched and pouted. Ugh! There's always a condition for every good thing. "What?" She forcefully asked. "Work with us for just one mission." Cinderella left her glass slippers I left my Sniper riffle. I'll use my R4 then. -Glydelle
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"That thing fastened on your boot? That's a recorder, now I've got everything you said recorded in this little transmitter in my hand." His eyes widened in shock as he stumbled back. "And that, on your belt, is a mini TNT, adorable, isn't it? All I have to do, is press this button. So if you don't listen to me, I'll ka-boom you, if you do listen to me, I'll ka-boom you either way." She chuckled, giving him a sickeningly sweet smile. He swallowed hard, clutching the bag tighter in his hand. He lost. "W-who are you?" "Oh? Who am I?" She gave that twisted smile of hers again, tilting her head to the side, her beautiful brownish locks bouncing along with it. She then said the most dreadful words ever, in a dark, menacing voice, making him wish he never agreed to her deal. "I'm Azalea" Image used in cover belongs to rightful owner. Warning: there may be triggering content Published on: 9th July 2017 #166 in mystery and thriller #4 in solving cases

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