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“The key to the safe is missing. Damnit, I knew Xander sent a spy here. What I wonder is how he managed to fool you all. Or maybe I should just take your lives instead since you all are no longer of use”, Clarence, holding a gun in his hand, looked at all his men one after another beginning with his right hand man. Staring at the revolver in his hand, he smirked and pointed it to one of them. Aiming at his legs, all the man could do was inclose his eyes. Nothing but muffled screams was heard next as he broke out in cold sweat, trying to endure the pain.
“You all better do your jobs right”, Clarence said, leaving the office. “Take him away”, Jason instructed. Jason was his right hand man. “Meet me outside now”, he instructed and ‘beep’, the call disconnected.
Alice walked briskly to the car. What could it be this time, she muttered. She was sure it was another mission. She prayed silently in her heart that it wouldn't be difficult. “Open the door, would you” she said to Jason. “What's the job”, she said sitting in the car. “ The keys to the safe has been stolen and we must get it back at all costs”. At all costs,that was what he always said and what she always hated. The cost had to be someone's life or rather people's life. Shoving the thoughts away, she closed to the car door. “Any plans?” She said turning to face him. “There's been a spy amongst us. He's been here for a month now. Xander sent him to steal the key. We have to find him before he finds the safe”,Jason said staring into space. “Xander can be cunning at times but he's not as smart as we are. The deadline??”, Alice asked playing with her fingers. “Tomorrow by midnight”, he replied. He noticed a frown on her face. “ You don't have a choice. It's your mission. Find a way to get it done. Your school isn't any of my business. The boss would definitely get us killed if we don't get those keys. Now leave”, he gave her a stern look. Slamming the car door, she walked away angrily. Her schooling had always been a joke to her family. Trying to cope with both school and the business, she almost always had bad grades. They never cared anyway. She had skipped school today for an ‘urgent business meeting’ and here she was, stuck with a mission. Her mind was made up already, she would definitely not skip school tomorrow. “I know what to do next”, she thought aloud, walking towards the company's information department.
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