The old woman walked down the street quickly in perfectly pressed pants, with a perfectly ironed button up shirt on. She carried a pristine purse and her patin leather shoes clacked softly against the sidewalk. She smiled gently at every passer by and fixed her perfect hair every few minutes. She looked up at the large, tall, dark skyscraper and her smile broadened. Now she could take care of her problematic granddaughter for good.
She sat down across from the large man.
"Hello again." She smiled sweetly.
"You're that politician's wife aren't you? What does he need covered up?" The dark man asked.
"Nothing. I need you to find someone." She grinned.
"Who?"
"Nari Myoh." She leaned forward slightly, but she tried not to show her excitement.
"Her! I know just the person." The dark man laughed loudly.
A tall, broad man entered the room silently. She grinned at him. He didn't react at all. Her smile disappeared.
"What do you need?" The new man asked.
"Find Nari Myoh." She ordered curtly. The man suddenly broke into the biggest smile she had ever seen.
"Oh I'll find her. Don't worry ma'am. She's good friends with my son. Finding her will be easy." The man chuckled. She smiled triumphantly,
"Great."
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(A/N)
hA AND YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE FREE. nOPE.
