of sins and tragedies

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Shanghai, China.

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"Melody, your task is to follow and annihilate your target, 007. You will receive information about your target in your room. Target is of a highly dangerous nature, use any means possible to take the target down. Failure is not an option. This message will self destruct in ten seconds." The agent slams the miniature suitcase down, and walks out of the telephone booth located near the bustling streets, just before the small case disintegrates into ashes.

She look up at the same sky, from a different place. All the way from the United States to Shanghai, China, just to pursue one goddamn target. Melody mutters quietly to herself complaining about the crazy jetlag she had as she walks back to her hotel. She wonders what kind of background does this 007 even have for her to be deployed on this immediate mission two days ago.

New city, new mission, new identity. It has become a routine for her, not that she minds anyway, they pay a handsome sum for every mission done. As she walks into the grand lobby, she stops at where she is as she surveys the surroundings.

Two cameras at the corner of the room, one right above the reception and two small mini cameras planted next to the chandelier. Melody scoffs at the "inconspicuous" setting of the mini cameras, and she walks nearer to the painting situated near the couches, just by the lifts. A painting of Venice, she wonders. She tries to figure out which exact painting was it, but she knew she wasn't cut out for the artsy stuff, and so she gives up. Until she spotted micro-retina movement within her sight.

At this point she's practically plastering her face to the painting, and she finds it near the boats in the river in the painting. This one's impressive, Melody mutters as she finally walks to the lifts to get to her room. As she enters the lift, she presses the button to close the door, but a hand gets caught up between the doors. "Wait!"