My first kill was at sixteen. One might think that’s young but I'd been trained for years before I was allowed to execute a human target on my own. There is no science to this. If someone wants you dead and they have the means to pay, it's very easy to hire someone to accomplish that. Target’s struggle with that the most. That I don't have a reason for hunting them down. They have no bargaining chip. It seems to be the biggest source of distress for them, the fact that I have no reason to offer.I am an assassin. I don't know my targets or why they're targeted. I am commissioned to kill without question and I am paid grandly for the service I provide. I get a text with a name and an address. I watch them. I wait. I become who I need to be. I seduce them if necessary to get close enough to execute.
I hide in plain sight. No one wants to think that pretty women do despicable things. It is what makes me so effective at my job. I was trained to override hormones. I was trained to be calculating, cold and ruthless. It's not always a man's world. My gender allows me easier access to many targets. I am a pretty face with a killer body. Literally. I kill whatever the job calls for. Women, men, I know no bounds. Why would I? I've been groomed to do this since I was a child.
Then Target 84 happened. Everything changed when I was assigned ATF Agent Bentley James, last known location Christiansburg, VA.
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