GOOD GIRLS GO BAD

"After all they have done to me.....I can't just sit around and watch!I must take action!" Her eyes filled with fury,so much vengeance dwelled at the surface of her heart.The other person sighed,as if in immense worry.His eyes sparked in the dim lights that made him appears a shadow of the other.However a tall masculine image was casted on the ground toward the woman's blurry complexion.seemingly athe groundppearing as a soul in another person's body. "It's been a while now.We'd better start what we've planned."growled the man.She then turned around to face this robust male whom she fixed with indignation,a black eye,a stern intensity of expression but with a well meaning intent glare.she frowned at his long face that harboured a broad nose and shapely lips.Indeed,he was quite handsome with his clean cut.His eyes signalled cold superiority and great calmness that would sent chills down the spine of that that even glanced at him without a clue of who he was. She nodded and left at once while he stayed stiff until the door was shut-until the engine purred it's noise away.He tramped forward slowly and looked through the lucid window but all he could see was a thick bush...he eyed the blanket of stars in the firmament and pulled out his phone.His voice, pronounced a clear two-word order,"Follow her." After the moment Khalim killed a hostage of their leader,401 organisation withdrew it's trust in him.Although he tried to cover it up with his loss of temper,he could not paint the new image of his character.The assassin was cathing up with her.He pulled out his pistol and shot that bulletproof car's tyres as Maria did that same. It was a cold night with cold ambitions yet in the middle of nowhere....there were just tall trees.......and green bushes....Khalim, raising his eyebrows,snapped his fingers. "you're lost."She frowned beyond limit yet without a single word out of her She had been lost in thoughts. "Trying to cover up? 401 organisation is suspecting you-"So what?" His brown boots made a hollow sound on the wooden ground that surfaced them.He had just done what she'd been thinking. "If it comes to death,then I have surpassed it," In a hoarse voice,he turned to his left and sipped liquor in ten ticks of the old clock nailed at the cracked wall.The house looked abandoned-as if a hide out.The window, however,let in fresh cold air that aroused some bits of dust sending chills down her spine."I'll take every risk that comes my way.and nothing is going to stop me.not even your leader.We just have to make all flaws less effective." "But this will put us in too much risk.If Scar finds out,we will be bones to his hungry dogs." " As long as I have his assistance in most of my plots then I'm good to go." He took in the last sip and walked away with content that he would dearly be of help to the organization He was just so full of himself and a bit overly confident.but it was worth it though....he deserved it.thats what he thought.