Chapter 1

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I died. At least I thought I did.
The last thing that I can remember of my old life is that I was shot. I can remember the sound of a gun going off and I collapse to the ground. Blood rushing out of my right side while I gasp for air. I close my eyes. That's when I thought my life was over.

I wake in a hospital bed with tubes sticking out of me. The room is all black. I try sitting up but a sharp pain in my right side prevents me from doing that. The door opens and a lady walks in. She has dark skin, dark hair , and is wearing dark clothes. Two men follow behind her with guns.

"Christine, you're safe now." The lady whispers.

"Where am I ? Who are you ? What do you want with me?" I ask.

"You're safe in a secret government building. My name is Eva Marks , I run the building. May I ?" she points to the bed.

I nod. She sits at the very end of the bed, smiling.

"Christine, I was a friend of your mother's." She says.

"My Mother ?" I ask.

My mother died when I was nine years of age. I never knew how she died , all I knew was that she was gone forever.

"Yes she worked here." Eva says.

"What did she do here?" I ask.

"She was an Assassin." She says.

I can't believe this, I won't believe this. My own mother killing people for money. So much blood on her hands. I stare down at the ground not saying anything to anyone. What else has my mom done wrong?

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