Prologue: first encounters

"So you're saying you want the blonde senator eliminated?"

"Yes ma'am, any means necessary."

"Well then, I can take him out in the public eye or I can dispose of the body, pick one."

"Eliminate him at his next speech, make sure they know it was intentional."

"Understood, I'd say I can get this done for thirteen thousand, how does that sound?"

"Deal, I hope you won't disappoint."

"I won't, they don't call me the white viper for nothing."

I lay on the roof, racking the bolt of my rifle

"focus Seara, don't miss, you only got one shot at this."

I ease the trigger and the shot rings out, the job is done

"Target eliminated, Tyrone? You ready?"

" yeah, get running"

"I'm on my way, 10-4."

I throw my DSR across my shoulder and start sprinting to the extraction point

"Get in asshole! Let's get the fuck out of here!"

"You're not Tyrone, who the hell are you?"

"No time to explain, just get in!"

I jump in the car, not knowing if they are to be trusted and we start speeding off

Looking across from me I see a woman, she had a red vest and purple hair, nobody that I'm familiar with

"So who are you?"

"The name's Gabriella but you can call me Gaby, nice to meet you Seara."

"Who told you my name?"

"A better question is who didn't? Everyone knows about you, word of the street travels fast."

"Fair enough, but how did you know you needed to escort me?"

" Tyrone told me, poor bastard got busted."

"Of course he did, I told him leaving calling cards on the crime scene was a one way ticket to jail."

"Sephrina is probably just gonna bust him out again anyways."

We both chuckle and turn into the garage, I throw my bag onto the chair and sit down

"And they say crime doesn't pay, Tyrone offered me the money you gave him to be a getaway driver, crime pays better than my last three jobs combined!"

"Eh, at this point it ain't about the money, just the job, if word got out that "The white viper resigned" there would be a million prices on my head."

"You say that like you don't like what you do."

"How could I? I'm a hitwoman, killing people is my job! And it's not like I can turn down a client, not with my habits."

I let out a slight laugh and light a cigarette

"Don't you ever think about the families of the people you kill?"

"No, why would I? Money comes first, emotions come second."

"Fair enough I suppose."

"Like they say, all's fair in love and war."

"This isn't either of those, at least I hope it's not"

"Don't think too hard about it, no use in losing sleep over some random statement."

"That implies I sleep to begin with."

"Hah, another insomniac aye? Don't worry, I don't sleep either."

"Yeah, I should be on my way, I left my number on the fridge if you need my help for anything, bye!"

"Bye gaby."

she drives off in Tyrone's car, leaving me to my own devices

"I suppose she does have a point, they do have families, many that I've probably ruined, that man probably had kids to take care of"

I ponder my decisions, thoughts of right and wrong, good and evil, questioning morality and mortality

"Ugh, not like I care anyways, who needs empathy? Why should I care about others? They aren't me!"

"God that makes me sound psychotic"

"Well it's late, I should get some rest."

I snuff out my cigarette and jump into bed.

[The next day]

"Ugh, mornings are the worst."

Barely awake, I drag myself out of bed to do my hair and brush my teeth

"Breaking news! A local politician was shot and killed at his latest speech, first responders are looking for the murder, no suspects have been identified, authorities urge you to call the police if you have any information on the mater."

"Looks like the news is gonna have a field day, not every day you see a senator's head get blown off!"

I chuckle to myself while I drink my coffee

My phone starts ringing, stumbling to the counter I answer it

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Hey Seara, it's Amy, do you have a moment? I could use your help."

"I suppose I could, hit me, what's the deal?"

"Well I was working with Garret, but we kinda need an extra hand here."

"Helping you two with that stuff is normally Jacob's thing but I suppose I can work a few things out."

"Great, we're at facility 2, see you soon."

I get in my car and drive off to facility 2, Amy and Garret waiting outside

"Sup Seara, nice to see you around."

"Hey redcoat, how's the drug lab treating ya?"

"I told you to stop calling me that!"

"Im just playing Garret, chill out!"

"You know, if referring to him like that annoys him, you really shouldn't continually say that."

"Yeah, yeah, I know, but a little teasing never hurt anyone, besides, you call me "Sears" despite my efforts to make you stop."

"Those were genuine mistakes I made while pronouncing your name! English isn't my first language ya know!"

"Thats not really an excuse for messing up my name that often"

"Pfht, yeos meog eo…"

"Huh, fuck you too Amy."

"Eh!? How did you know what I was saying?"

"Garret told me that whenever you mumble under your breath you're cursing me out."

"GARRET!"

"Don't look at me! She was going to figure it out anyways!"

"Break it up you two, Tyrone is gonna kill me of one of ya die on my watch."

"Yeah yeah, anyways, let's get down to business, Amy, I need you to grab those ingredients, Seara, I need your help setting up equipment"

"Alright, what are we cooking today?"

"For the current orders we need 8 mg of meth and 5 of hero-"

"It's 7!"

"Thanks Amy! 7 mg of heroin, my bad."

"Look, you know the ingredients, not me, I didn't pay attention during chemistry class."

"Yeah, let's just get this set up for now, that flask should attach to there… that burner goes there, can you grab me the sparker?"

"Sure thing, here ya go."

"Thanks, alright, light that, and we're good to go, me and Amy can take this from here, see ya around Seara!"

"Bye Garret, bye Amy! Don't blow anything up!"

"nan geuleohge baboga aniya…"

"We wont, bye!"