LOGINIt took a lot to Intrigue Dalia, and for the first time in a long while, she was intrigued By the woman Infront of her. She had spent years perfecting her study of people, learning them, reading the small shifts in their expressions, the slightest hesitation in their voices, those invisible moments that betrayed their true intentions. As an assassin learning these things were a must unless she would have been dead long ago.
Everything had pattern, Lies had patterns, greedy had pattern, fear had pattern but Cathryn exhibited none of those patterns. She had sincerity in her eyes, everything she had said, she meant them. This unsettled Avery than if Cathryn had pulled a gun on her. It was either this woman believed every word she had spoken or Dalia had somehow lost the instinct that had kept her alive for years. She doubted the latter. The silence stretched between them, Cathryn didn't rush her, she waited patiently for her to process her words. Avery lowered her eyes, allowing her thoughts to wander. Her whole life she had work so hard to become a woman worthy of her name. she trained, learned and built it all. She chased perfection with an unhealthy amount of obsessive determination. Eventually she became someone who everyone whispered about, someone who never failed, or left blood everywhere after her jobs. Some whos existence was questioned because no one has ever truly seen her. She achieved everything she set for her self, money,fame , reputation , respect but she had to admit, she didn't fell fulfilled. She had no purpose, she just worked for survival and she survived. She had no one because it was risky to have someone to come back to. No one to celebrate her wins with. If she disappeared they would probably think she was in between contracts. She had died and no one noticed. She had lived a life that could vanish with no disturbance. That left and ache in her chest. She had grown dull, immune to any distraction but maybe it was Thai body, she felt like she wanted more than what she had. Perhaps this body wasn't a mistake, maybe this strange phenomena , this second chance was given to her for something greater than surviving another day. And besides she was a bit bored with the same things over and over again. Sha had to do something different with this life. She slowly lifted her head as Cathryn waited patiently for her to make her decision, there was no manipulation or pressure, just confidence and truth. Their eyes met "I accept " Avery answered. Cathryn blinked "I would be honoured to be your partner" she added as a smile tugged on her lips. For the first time since she walked in, A genuine smile pread across her Cathryn's face. Not her business smile but her real one filled with joy. "I was really hoping you would say that,Dalia. I didn't expect you to accept so readily, I thought it would take a bit more convincing." Cathryn replied with a calm expression. "Well what can I say, you got me excited with your whole speech. So what exactly are we building" Avery said with as she leaned back in her seat. Cathryn leaned back, her chair swerving , her eyes paning to the massive windows overlooking the city. People moved through the steets, everyone chasing something. Money, power, success or survival. She watched them all before asking "Tell me Dalia, what does the government fear?" She considered the question "The truth" , she answered This earned her a smile from Cathryn. "And corporations?" "They fear scandals "And criminal organisations fear...." "betrayal" Avery finished her sentence Cathryn nodded Exactly" she said as she turned to face Avery once again. "Everyone fears something and all of those fears have one thing in common, they come from the same source" her fingers tapped lightly against the desk " Information....or the lack of it". She stood up and walked towards the wall mounted display on the other side of the room. She activated it and she cree. illuminated with dozens of names, companies government agencies and media groups. At first glance they seemes unrelated They all specialize in one field, they collect information but that is also their weakness. They all just see one piece of the puzzle. The display changed again. Now lines connected each company together an intricate web slowly formed. "This is what I see" Cathryn whispered Avery studied the screen carefully Cathryn continued "I don't want anther security company or another private military contractor. I don't want another intelligence agency. Theere are thousands anf hundreds and they are owned by the government. They get to pick and choose what to share and keep." I want to build something that has never been built before. I want an organisation that becomes the first place people come to when they need certainty. I.....want us to have all the pieces of the puzzle., to see the picture no one else can. If a billionaire suspect betrayal or a corporation suspects infiltration or the government needs info no one else can get, they all come to us. I want reliance, the control. If the world relies on you , you can control it.. Avery's interest deepened. she could see exactly what Cathryn wanted. She continued as she stepped closer I have everything needed to build this business, Money, connections, legitimate companies and Investors " she stopped only a feet away but money cannot get you everything. It can't buy discipline , judgment or principles. Nad it certainly can't buy someone like you." she smiled softly "You have spent years perfecting your craft, you understand how people think, how to investigate and build systems. that is how you got your reputation, why many cannot reach you. You understand loyalty . You will take charge of the operational side, recruitment, people and the training and I'll provide the funds and connections, I build the empire, you build it's foundation". She finished Dalia looked at the city beyond the glass An empire built on trust , precision and information. Avery had come here to find a way to survive but she had been offered an opportunity of a lifetime. The thought of her problems had long escaped her mind as the excitement for this fill her head. With this thought she remembered the money and the man she owed. I'll help you build your empire she said her voice form "But I need you help. I need to get five million dollars in thirty days" Cathryn' smile faded into curiosity That sounds like a story, You don't have money problems Dalia so I wonder what the story is" It is , and if we are going to be partners then you deserve to hear all of it" The office fell into silent as Dalia contemplated telling this woman about her reincanation. She was the only one she could tell at this po int. This was either the smartest or the dumbest this she had ever done. She met Cathryn's eyes "This isn't my body" .............................................................The drive back home was filled with silence. She had boarded a taxi from Lauren group as soon as she had finalised her plans with Cathryn. Her mind was at ease because she had a plan to get through all this trouble. It was still shocking how the last person she would have least expected would help her but she felt grateful she wasn't alone anymore. Cathryn had told her to report to the office the next day so she would begin her fake job but what she would really be doing was trying to get back into her old accounts. she would provide her with high quality equipment tomorrow. The taxi soon arrived at her apartment building. She paid, went up to her apartment, she walked in and locked the door behind her. she couldn't take any chances. The place was quiet and warm just as she left it. Even though she was an assassin who didn't care much about anything one thing she really cared about was her living condition. The whole debt thing might have distracted her from how she dressed or
The office was silent after her words. Cathryn didn't interrupt her, she just simply listened. Something in Avery's mind told her that this woman hated being interrupted just as much as she did. "I, Dalia died and woke up in this girl's body. I don't know how or why I died , I just woke up and found myself here" she continued she looked down at her hands Her name is or ..........was Avery Carter. I have no memories of her life or her friends or her favourite food, nothing. All I had to give me directions was her diary." she looked up at Cathryn as she spoke again "Before I could even find all I needed to I was taken by a man who her father owed. He sent his men and they did this to her, that's how she died" she said as she showed the bruises. "I don't know this man and unlike CARMA I have no equipment to find out who he is, maybe if I knew him I would know how to handle this situation." she paused when she noticed Cathryn's expression of understanding. "I can ask for his name fo
It took a lot to Intrigue Dalia, and for the first time in a long while, she was intrigued By the woman Infront of her. She had spent years perfecting her study of people, learning them, reading the small shifts in their expressions, the slightest hesitation in their voices, those invisible moments that betrayed their true intentions. As an assassin learning these things were a must unless she would have been dead long ago.Everything had pattern, Lies had patterns, greedy had pattern, fear had pattern but Cathryn exhibited none of those patterns. She had sincerity in her eyes, everything she had said, she meant them. This unsettled Avery than if Cathryn had pulled a gun on her.It was either this woman believed every word she had spoken or Dalia had somehow lost the instinct that had kept her alive for years. She doubted the latter.The silence stretched between them, Cathryn didn't rush her, she waited patiently for her to process her words.Avery lowered her eyes, allowing her thou
Avery's eyes remained fixed on Cathryn across the desk. She had to know if this woman had a hand In her death because if she knew who she was then she knew something about how she died but then again if she did know her then she would know that this wasn't Dalia but Avery."How do you know that name" She asked with squinted eyesCathryn didn't answer immediately, instead she leaned back comfortably in her chair, studying Avery with obvious satisfaction that her stunt had made her crack."I have my ways" she said as she finally smiledHe answer was so vague it infuriated Avery.Then she spoke again."Money buys many things, information is one of them. It shocking just how far people will go to find a name of you offer just enormous."Of course she could afford it. She could pay hundreds of people just to fit her and they would but the problem was she had hidden all traces of Dalia when she got better at being KARMA.So the people she sent were either very very good or they accomplished
After deliberating till almost midnight, Dalia had decided that she was going to go to Lauren Group just to see Cathryn. It had been so long since she felt hope but she really hoped it would work out.It felt weird to lower herself just to gain support but pride was outside the window when surviving was the main objective.she decided to take a bath and that helped her wash away most of the stress and anxiety she felt. She got ready for bed and slept off as soon as her head hit the pillow.Morning arrived sooner than Dalia would have wanted. She had a dreamless night. She felt a bit better after that. As Dalia she never slept more than 3 hours because she slept light for her job.She got to thinking about the money and the deadline, she couldn't afford to waste anymore time.Standing before the small wardrobe in Avery bedroom, she searched through her folded clothes. She had nothing expensive, just practical and useful. At the settled on a white blouse and a pair of blue trousers.It
She knew nothing.......she was stuck.All she had to navigate this was some pictures and a diary. She curled her fist. Being ignorant was dangerous.people died because they underestimated what they didn't know.Her mind drifted back to Avery. A smart girl, 24 year old college graduate. No family, no friends, no one to call for help......she was all alone, so alone that if these guys dragged her off in broad day light, no one would notice.Avery looked down at her hands, small, weak and soft. The hands of someone who had never held a weapon. she couldn't even throw a proper punch so there was no sef defence for her. If there was one thing she despised it was being weak, nothing ever ended well with weakness.But now she couldn't waste her time sulking about it, she had this body now. She would have to adapt for now.After everything was over she would train this body because she could never survive like this.Her mind drifted back to everything that just happened. Five million dollars







