Daddy's little spy: midnight secrets

Daddy's little spy: midnight secrets

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"Hey!! Are you spying on me?!" I shout out of my window at the creep in the tree next to my mom's mansion. He screams like a girl and falls out of the tree. I run out onto my balcony. "Oh my gosh are you okay?!" He gets up off the ground, dust himself off and leans against the tree. He looks up at me and opens and closes his mouth quickly like a fish out of water then he nods. I look closer as the midnight moon reveals his face. "Blake?!" *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Elena's parents are divorced. Her father is forcing her to go live with her mother for two years. From Springfield, Alabama to Los Angeles, California. Elena leaves her best friends and boyfriend behind, but she soon realizes her move is for the better.
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"Shit!" I muttered under my breath. He pulled open the door and headed for me with a smile that made my skin crawl. I withdrew my gun from my bag and hid it under the table. "Ah Blake Reid. At last we meet!" He pulled out the chair directly across from me. "Who are you and why have you been following me?" I growled. "I'm the man who is going to kill you," he gave me a masochistic smile. I withdrew my gun from its place under the table. It was pointed between his eyes and I took pleasure in the shock that was on his face. He had only gotten his gun halfway out. The staff was still unaware of me holding a gun to this man's head because they were all around back in the kitchen. "Sorry, but that's just not going to happen," I said sweetly. "In such a public place? How brazen of you," he challenged in a shaky voice. "Yes, all the staff is in the back where they can't see us. Oh and if you didn't notice, there's a silencer on my gun. Say good-bye my dearie," I pulled the trigger and sent the bullet through his head. Blake Reid isn't your normal 17 year old. She's an assassin on her last case... or so she hopes. She is having difficulty with memories of her past and can't seem to get out of her shell, even though that is one of the biggest assets needed for her assignment. She will also face many obsticales; some of which she may not survive. Join her in the choas and death she calls her life. (Cover created by Vico96, an amazing friend of mine. Check him out!)

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