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It was like I'd been cursed too—I was ready to protect the sisters at all costs. I lunged forward with the bottle. "Stop!" A commanding voice rang out! Colin froze, his eyes shifting from confusion to fear. Then, he stammered, "Y-you're not dead?" I turned around, just as shocked. Rachel, completely unharmed, was standing in the doorway! Behind her were Tracy and several police officers. "Colin Booth, we suspect you're involved in a case of bribery, embezzlement, and conspiracy to commit murder. Please come with us."

So, maybe what I was feeling now was more fear than anger. Orazio opened the file and turned it toward me. “Abigail Morello is a fake name, Adonis. After the masquerade two days ago, she and her supposed brother went to the Skyfall Corps in Manhattan.” I had heard that name before. “Isn’t that the agency that provides spies and assassins to work beyond the boundaries of rules in our world?” Dom asked. Orazio nodded. “My men broke into that building and grabbed the details—proofs—that I needed to kick some sense into your head and make you realise I only care for your wellbeing.”

Sabrina moved with precision, her body language betraying none of the turmoil I knew she felt. She was remarkable, a weapon I had carefully honed. Yet, I sensed the fractures beneath her icy exterior. Tonight would be the moment she realized how deeply I controlled her. The monitor showed her entering the warehouse, her movements fluid and efficient. She would find the hostages soon, and then the true test would begin. Would she follow my orders? Or would she falter, letting her conscience dictate her actions? Either way, the outcome would serve my purpose. Leaning back in my chair, I lit a cigarette and exhaled slowly, savoring the moment.

"But I don't want to find him." Blanche sneered at her and face the floor again, wondering who'll knock back on the floorboards she heard Misha grunt. "Why are we doing this? Does she forget that we're spies?" Part of being spies is being witty. At least that's what it should be, but Blanche already got tired of it. She sat on the floor as her pointing finger grazed at the floorboards. She doesn't want to admit it but she's pining for him. And she's doing things she shouldn't do, when does this start? Was it when he couldn't shoot him? Or when she saw him? She doesn't know. She couldn't find the beginning much more the end of her misery.

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when I went for my very first mission and succeeded she looked at me and said "Today, a spy is born" I looked up to her and wanted to be fierce like her, to be strong and brave like her. After Lily, I adored Greta for the most part of it. I was the sacrifice taken so that Lily could be happy. I sold my life to an agency in exchange for Lily's freedom. But now I was literally going to die for her sake