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'Brrr' ... an alarm sounded, echoing throughout the dead unwanted warehouse, It was coming from a small phone "Huh? not again" she said beginning to push a series of buttons on her flip phone, ending her highly thought out sequence with a sigh of relief "Damn phone, your lucky you're needed for this mission orr.." she put the phone on vibrate shoving the grey object in her pocket "your lucky he said I needed a cheap haul around this time" she murmured through her small parted lips. Standing in the centre of the warehouse, she looked around oblivious as to what or who was watching her . . . she paused, inhaling the cold winter air 'Someones here' she thought "well obviously!" she whispered under her own breath 'he said the guy I'm looking for is here, I mean that is why I'm dressed like a vulnerable teenage girl, right?'.

'Brrr' the phone vibrated, although small the odd sound still made it through her slick denim jeans, bouncing off the cold hard concrete walls around her and past the old chunk of metal left as a stupid excuse for a door, she froze grabbing the phone, frantically handling the object as if it where a delicate flower ... she moved to crouch behind an old wooden crate her eye's now widening with anger, 'Flick', she opened the dull phone still looking around for any signs of life "Yeah what?" she whispered, "You ready?" an unknown caller on the receiving end started "Huh, who do you think I am, I was born ready!" she muttered " If you were born so ready than the Job should already have been DONE!!" the demanding customer complained "SHUT UP!, or I'll..." "What?" the deep stubborn voice replied "Nothing . . . I'll do it" she whimpered ending the short call "tsk" 'beep' ...

'He's here' she thought, her eye's widening, waiting for her prey to arrive "Now where is that little girl I saw earlier, I swear she came in here," a low voice said as the silhouette of a man appeared on the cold stone floor, embodied only by the light shining through the *Door* of the old warehouse. As he walked deeper and more cautiously into the warehouse, her mouth went dry, he was here and it was her he had been looking for ... her trap was set, and all she needed to do was spring it. The man foolishly lingered inside the warehouse, desperate for more prey 'this man went around kidnapping, killing and doing who knows what to how many children, yet here he is looking for more' she grunted, cursing at his shadow "come out come out where ever you are" his voice croaked destroying what she had left as eardrums 'damn' she thought swearing under her breath, she put the phone back into her pocket "here we go again" she muttered to her self, moving out of her hiding space.