Eva's Point Of View 

 "There is a new mission for you, I will send you an email, it should inform you about everything you need to know," Emily said and hung up the phone.

Is she serious? I just came back from one now she is sending me on another.
 
 Going through the mail I just received from my mum, I had a small smile on my face.
 "The George Wright, billionaire, CEO of George Group, son of Henry Wright, age 25, height 6'3" rolling my eyes I scrolled, looking for the only information I need.

s see who you kill" scrolling to get more information, b

"Looks like you cleared your tracks so well that even Sentinel has no idea who you killed, no problem, I am here to bring that out to light," I said as I lit a cigarette.
 
 My phone rang again, the caller ID showed it was a private number. "Hello," a voice said from the other end.

"Who is this?" I asked.
"Who I am should not be of importance to you, but what I am about to say, George is not a bad man, everything Sentinel showed you, is all fake, George has never hurt a single soul and I hope you do not ruin an innocent man's life by sending him to jail" the voice said and hung up the phone.

Rolling my eyes, I tossed my phone aside, this was not the first time I had gotten such calls, always the same thing, trying to convince me my targets were innocent.
 
 After driving for fifteen minutes, I parked the car in front of a big black gate, came out, and tossed the keys by the roadside.

young lady picked up the ca

along, I had to ditch that car. It was a threat

next to me. Scanning the area with my eyes, I collected the

u are being followed, sometimes by one man, other times by a whole team c

I shifted into the second gear, my knee scraping against the asphalt as I leaned into the turn. Pressing the brakes and releasing the throttle, I was propelled forward out of the turn.
 I searched for an alley, where I could ditch my clothes and change into a new one.
 Finally spotting one, I checked the mirror to see if I was being followed, seeing no one, I sighed in relief.

Eyes on the road, I pulled in the clutch and downshifted, my right hand was hovering over the rear brake.
 Riding the motorcycle into the alley, I searched for a perfect spot to hide, finding one, I pulled in the clutch and twisted the ignition key to the off position, slowly I applied the front brake and gently lowered the bike onto its kickstand. 
 Taking a few steps forward, I tossed the keys to the side.
 Changing my dress from a black pant and black tee shirt to a blue jumpsuit and a blonde wig. I stepped out of the alley, looking like the person on my ID.
 
 "Where is the car key? Someone was supposed to keep the key here" I grunted in frustration as I searched the purse.
 "Just great, the one time I need someone to do something for me they find a way to mess it up. Now how am I going to get home? This is a very dangerous street and I have no weapon on me, if I were attacked right now I am very sure my attackers would come in large numbers." I spoke to myself as I walked down the alley.
 I should call Mother, she would think of a way out, probably by sending someone to pick me up.

"Hello," Mum said as she picked the phone up.
"Hi mum, sorry if I am disturbing you right now but I am stuck and I need your help."

thing okay?" She asked, her tone giving her off, she sounded wor

he office" I mumbled cause I lied, I had to else she would proceed to make a moun

"Where are you exactly?" Mum asked.
"Candy shop," I said hoping she understood the code.

will be sent to you via text. Be careful we have words that you


 "Okay Mum, got it, thanks," I said and hung up the phone.

l the eyes of millions on me, every step I

My life has always been recorded, what I eat or drink goes through tests to ensure it is free from poison.
 It felt as if I was in a cage, but I could not care less about that. If I have to be in a cage to ensure the world is safe from criminals, then so be it.


 A black Mercedes parked in front of me.
A young man came out of the car, "Hi miss, the big boss wants to meet you"

oss to come and m

a dashing young man, well