278 Not So Stupid Then

The girl was point-blank clean, no rap sheet, no vendetta-grieving enemies, not even a B in her academic conquests, not as far as a parking ticket! It was like she was fresh out of her mother's womb...

The girl was pretty transparent, nothing too extraordinary yet nothing bizarre. But by the look, he had on life those were the most exploiting edgy of them all, the one who always had the consistency to be undetected.

Those who always had the capacity to dodge the limelight had something they were hiding in the dark. 

He twirled and spun his dagger in his hand expertly like an assassin he was always supposed to be. He had his eyes on his target for a long time now, figuring and deducing the supposed innocent prey.

Tailing this particular woman was a headache. She was all too by the book kind of girl or perhaps... it was all an act. She was too sickly sweet fake, he had to restrain the urge to puke.