The person planning the attacks

THIRD PERSON'S POV

"What do you mean you couldn't accomplish the task? It was such an easy job!" The woman dressed in a nightgown shouted angrily before she clenched her teeth and looked around.

Her chest heaved up and down with rage as she walked to the balcony of her room, looking down to see no guard was there to hear what or who she was talking to.

"We tried our best. We had even planted the bomb in the same taxi she sat in. Is it our fault that she sensed it and jumped out of the taxi right at the time before the blast?" The man on the other side scowled.

The woman squared her jaws.

She didn't doubt what the man was saying. That bitch Valencia has been too lucky when it comes to surviving such attacks.

This wasn't the first time she had planned a lethal attack on her.