Chapter 1

He was laughing, laughing madly and loud. This took me absolutely by surprise, he shouldn't be laughing! He should be begging for his life! There weren´t any reasons for him to laugh… Oh were they? It took me a little less than half a minute to notice the small red light pointing at my chest. Before I even get to kill the man I will have a bullet drilling my heart and die, but I was certain that if I stopped threatening him I will die anyway. So I kept the knife steady "If you pull that trigger I swear I will cut your neck" I hissed into the man´s ear, he looked at me and then smiled, why the hell did he have to be smiling! "What makes you think I want to stay alive?" I was shocked with his answer, he was definitely insane, but I had to answer him "In that case may I start killing you, because you can't imagine how bad do I want to do so" I said, he stopped smiling, without giving me a chance to stop him he snapped his fingers. Immediately the red light disappeared.

I lowered the knife and he turned back to face me, he started staring at me carefully. For a while we stayed in silence, until he spoke again "What's your name?" He asked, "Do you really think I'm going to tell you?" I said smiling "Clever girl" He muttered, "How long have you been doing this?" Was this an interrogatory? "Four years" I answered. He stood there in silence again, I wondered what he was thinking about. "Do you work as a… let's say free-lance?" "If I have a permanent job? Oh god no, people just hire me to clean up their messes, they pay me and then we're done. Who are you?" I asked him, he let out a sigh "Pity" He said "You were just what I needed" I looked at him curiously "And what exactly do you need?" I asked, It took him almost a minute to answer, "I need someone to clean up my messes, and I assure you dear that I make a lot" I frowned "Do not ever call me that again, I still have a knife on my hand" I said, he laughed "I still have a gun on that window, dear" I could feel the anger rushing through my veins "What makes you think I want to stay alive?" He looked at me astonished, then he smiled at me and turned back "You fit just perfectly in the profile I'm looking for, quick, steadied hands, not external attachments and with that not a visible weak point. I will pay you well, better than any other people you have ever worked for, and the only thing you have to do is kill some men, steal some papers and threat a bunch of idiots"

It sounded nice, but my principles were quiet clear, not staying in a place for long, not to make friends, and most definitely not to do that vomiting thing people call "fall in love". So I most likely couldn't start working for this psychopath, even though it seemed like a nice job, and I was still curious about who was this guy. Before I could even deny, he started to talk again as if I had said this "Think about it dear, if you accept you will have your back always covered, I'm the type of person you will like me to have in your good side" I can't tell at that point if he was threatening me or if he was trying to convince me, but I was starting to lose my temper "And who the hell are you?" I asked "I told you I was the type of person…" and then I lost it "YOUR NAME!" I roared, I'm not a very calmed person and I lose my patience very easily, but that man had drove me out of my mind, he was messing with me and I don't let people mess with me. "Well, well tiger, someone's starting to lose her temper" He said with a pitched voice, "You see darling, first things first and I asked you a long time ago what was YOUR name" He pointed at me, I knew that I had to answer him, "Moran" I simply said "Moran? Don't you have a first name?" I smiled "Not until I know who tries to kill me and then offers me a job" He laughed "You really are smart tiger, I'm James Moriarty, Let's say I'm a… consulting criminal" I frowned, he rolled his eyes "People come to me when they need to commit a crime, I don't take part if the thing goes wrong" He said "So you help criminals to commit crimes" He nodded his head "Clever, Isn't it?" He asked "So, have you make a decision, would you like to become my sniper?" I thought it for a second, he knew my name, he probably would figure out who I am. This job was perfect, as if it was made for me. I started to play with the knife. It could be dangerous of course… Oh fuck off, who was I trying to trick? I loved dangerous situations, I love to hear my victims cries as they reached their ending, and this would be just the same. Maybe even better… " You better never call me dear or you'll be the next corpse with mu bullet inside" I said, "You better tell me your first name if you want that" he replied "Sabrina Moran" Suddenly I heard footsteps behind me.

With one quickly move I hit the man behind me and knocked him to the floor, with my knife pressing his heart, he was around 25 years old, dark brown hair and big blue eyes. He tried to get rid of me several times, when I turned around to see what my new boss was doing I saw him laughing so hard that I thought he might asphyxiate himself . I was about to kill him when he kicked me and I flew a few feet away. "Is this so funny boss? Do you think this is funny?" The boy said as he got up and grabbed a bag he was carrying "She almost killed me!" He cried "Wait" I said getting up "Who is this?" I asked "Nicholas Mason" Moriarty said "The other sniper"

Nicholas looked at me, I could see he was mad, very mad "I suppose we're working together now, tiger" He said with a smile, "Oh god I am going to erase that smile from his pretty face" I thought as we got out of the bar, inside the darkness of the street. Nobody noticed until five hours later the five corpses lying on the small room, and it wasn't till a week after, when the Russian government started missing a man, or most likely, the plans for a new weapon he carried on a black briefcase. And it was too late, because the briefcase was flying on a private jet, back to the United States, guarded by two men and a woman.

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