Chapter One

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"No please!" He cries falling to the ground. She gives a low laugh, kicking him in the side with her heel.

"It was your decision to follow me, it was your decision," she says seductively. She pulls the gun from where it rested under her dress on her thigh. She cocks the gun leaning close to the man's ear.

"You know why you are about die right? You ratted out John to the Feds," she whispers, venom lacing her voice.

"How do you know that?"

"Oh, I know everything. My boss makes sure I know all about my," she pauses, straightening. "Job details.You are the reason I am here."

"How are you?" He ask.

"You won't be able to tell anyone so why does it matter?" She sighs. " The name is Eaton, Madeline Eaton."

"Well Madeline, I hope you rot in hell," he says harshly.

"You first," she says pulling the trigger.

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She wakes, the image of her latest job fresh on her mind. She runs a hand down her face, groaning from the pain in her shoulder.

She swings her legs over the bed, jolting the covers. Her feet hit the cold wooden floors with a thud.

She walks to the kitchen grabbing a bowl from the cabinet, taking it to the fridge. She pours the cereal into the bowl with the milk. She grabs a spoon, sitting at the table. Before she can take a bite, her phone buzzes.

With a groan she picks it up looking at the caller id. Boss is calling.

"What do you want David? It is five in the morning," I growl.

"Wow there princess, I have a job for you."

"A job? I just got finished with one."

"You do realize I am the one providing for you, you signed a contract." I groan remembering I can't say no.

"Fine, what is it?"

A/N: yay! First chapter! Please comment and tell me what you think!

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