"City 59: Under the moonlight" Part 1A Story by Angelina I was quickly checking the messy
files I saw on the desk, trying and hoping to find what i was looking for
before any of them came back, because if they did I would probably be dead in
the blink of an eye. I had always been given the hard-to-handle jobs like this,
and I couldn’t count right now the times I was almost killed because of this
job. Everytime those cruel, heartless people who had taken so many innocent
lives,- not like I had taken any less but at least I had always tried to save
the ones who weren’t related to the mission,- called my superiors would mess
things up, the only option they would think of , was me, “Agent 579”. That is
obviously not my real name, but its how most of the colleagues and supposedly
my friends know me as. If I had another life, a very normal one, in which I would wake up every morning, drink a cup of coffee, take my bagg and leave the
house excited for a new day in my dear office, people would know me as Alex.
Leaving this aside and going back to the real topic, I am here, searching for
that important information, which I should take no matter what, in the computer
because I couldn’t find it in any of the files. Now, I know this happens in
most of the movies, when you suddenly hear an annoying, yet , terryfing
laughing coming from outside of the door, except that this time it wasn’t a
movie. It was happening to me, and it was as real as the fact that I was made
of flesh and blood. I would lie if I would say, I didn’t knew that voice.I can
without a doubt say that aside from the annoyance it personaly caused to me,
that voice belonged to a very attractive, skilled and cold-hearted woman. I
would say i was proud of her, if she hadn’t tried to tear me into pieces more
times than the stars you can count, and as a matter of fact, she was my sister.
But not only just a sister. She was my twin. © 2015 AngelinaReviews
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