The track led her to the secluded hideout of the CI6 number 2 fugitive on the list.  She has been on the hunt for a long time, a year almost.  She could almost taste the blood of revenge as thought of the single, 7mm cold bullet pierced her enemy heart.  Her hand was force by this person to join CI6 and become their agent of destruction, carrying out the assigned hits without merci or hesitation.  Bette was on a blood hunt to eliminate her remaining hurdle in achieving that ultimate final objective.

The news of Tina whereabouts was mainly the reason for the early reconnaissance.  She arrived 2 days ahead of schedule to spec out the location.  Bette surveyed the surrounding meticulously to plan her execution and eventual escape route.  A successful assassin is one that keeps herself alive at all cost.  Bette positioned the semi assault rifle steadily on her shoulder; the powerful telescope clearly marked the picturesque house inconspicuously hides along the slope shielding from view by the tall, yellowing cornhusks. 

Situated in the Southwest corner of the house at an incline, Bette avoided the reflective ray of the dawning sun to safely scope out the landscape.  The success of the mission was too critical for her to delegate the usual task to other agent.  Her superior was adamantly against it but relented by her uncompromised stubbornness on the subject matter.  She received the autonomy but keenly aware that the agency always keep tab.  Neither mistake nor failure will be tolerated.

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“Thanks for inviting me to breakfast CK, my partner and her crew will come by shortly to seed the grass and clean up the rest.” Shane gave the blonde host a peck on the cheek on her way out.

“Be good little one and take care of your mommy while I’m gone okay.” The little girl babbles back with glee at the tickling of Shane’s finger to her side.

“Any time Shane, that’s the least I can do for keeping us company. Have a good day and stop by when you can.”  Tina bid the morning goodbye to her gardener friend.  Shane presence always brings a smile to their faces.

“Come in green zone 1.” The unexpected voice coming from her walkie-talkie turned the soft smile on Shane’s face to frown.  She knew it must be an important matter for the caller to track her down.