The Assassin

Okay! So I just decided to finally publish this story after sooo many years of me contemplating whether or not to do so. I decided today shall be the day of publishing. Now be warned that the last time I edited this story was February 15, 2017. So I was far more younger and inexperienced in writing. Doesn't mean I ever stopped writing though. Haha. So tell me what you think and maybe I can make this a recurring thing in my free time. Anywho, enjoy the show!
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"Charlie get your arse over here right now." Ugh one of the things I can't stand about Charlie, he is never around when I need him.

"Chill Scar, I'm here okay. Geez I know you want me and all but we can do that afterwards." I gave him the death glare but the smirk on his face grew.

" mI give up, let's just get this over with" I said already annoyed by him.

"Aye, aye captain" he gave me a mock salute and walked towards the plane. Once we were comfortably seated the plane took off.

Destination: Paris, France

I know how it is most girl's dreams to go to Paris, but I could care less. I am going there for a mission and then coming straight back to America. No shopping, no food trying, no nothing.

After hours on that damned plane. We finally arrived in Paris. I was eager to get off the plane even if it meant leaving Charlie behind. Some time later Charlie finally found where I went to.

I was just sitting in the lounge flirting with some French dude. He was handsome, but not my type. Once he asked me for my number I was done with him.

I went to hail us a cab and asked the driver to take us to the best hotel in the city, and just like I assumed it was the right place. I told the driver 'merci' and got out of the car. In the meanwhile Charlie was getting my bags.

I went up to the front desk and the lady looked no older than 23. Luckily she was bilingual so I didn't have to use the Internet to find out what the hell she was saying.

"I'd like a room please" I said in the kindest voice possible since she was staring at Charlie like he was a T-bone steak. She even licked her lips, which were dry by the way. They don't have lip balm in France?

"Sure. Here's your key. Enjoy your stay." She gave me the key but not before she gave Charlie her number. Once we walked away from her I snatched the number from his hands and torn it to pieces.

"Jealous much?"

"Not at all" I said with the same smirk he was giving me.

"Charlie go on to the room. I'm going to go see how we're going to do this."

He just nodded and walked to the room. But I had to make sure the cost is clear. I spotted the control room and walked right in. There was some middle-aged man who had a look of suprise on his face.

"Um excuse me young lady who are you?"

"This isn't the staircase?"

"No it is not."

"Wow I've never been in here before could you show me the ropes?"

"Well sure why not." Big mistake my friend big mistake.

"Thanks" I walked over to were he was sitting and sat on his lap.

"Just what do you think your doing?"

"Sitting on your lap there is no other chair in here "

He just nodded and began telling me how the whole system works from the surveillance cameras and how to turn them all off, how to unlock the doors to any specific hotel room.