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But there was also no denying it

And Adams’s other assassin?

She was a damn knockout

Like a kick-to-the-gut kind of beautiful with her long, inky black hair, her tall, athletic body, her olive skin, and her unusual hazel eyes She was dressed in black Black jeans, a black jacket over some sort of tank top, and black Chucks on her feet

Chucks

I don’t knohy, but that detail was sticking out to me

But before I could fully even take in her beauty, Adauard, un aim at his chest instead of his head He was about to turn his head, er

Shit

I don’t knohere the urge cah, I was rushing across the foyer, and grabbing the woman’s hand

“We have to run,” I told her, giving her arm a yank when she stiffened and froze “Now”

And with that, ere running through the house and down into the tunnel Nia told me about

Why I was rescuing a random killer was beyond me

But it sounded like one hell of an adventure

CHAPTER TWO

Shawn

I felt like I was about to star in a new type of horror movie trope

You know, like the girl who is alone at hooes down to investigate it in her underwear?

Except this was the one where the girl let a strange round tunnel toward an unknown fate

Yep

I was that girl

Moviegoers would laugh at my idiocy some day in the future when they turn my story into a cinematic event

But there was no turning back now, not hat had to be about eight highly-trained ex- down the crazy bitch that shot their boss, that effectively ended the gravy train for them

“Up, love, up,” the rando ainst the dead-end wall

I was generally not someone who took orders from people, let alone ones she’d never h before starting down the long, narrow tube closing unned down ain