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I walked down the sand filled streets, reflected sunglasses hiding which way my eyes drifted. As I got to a street corner I looked both ways before crossing. Casually putting my hands into my pockets I felt for the small metal object. Without hesitating I pushed the button and within a split second I heard the explosion. A devious smile crept to my lips as panic started to rise. Hearing screams and the sound of pounding feet I quickly masked my face into one of fake horror and surprise and followed the stampede of people. Running away from the growing fire that made me who I was; ‘Who am I?’ you ask. I’m Jade Carter, and I’m a spy.
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