Chapter 5 4

Trinidad's POV

After I left Mr. Perez's office, I headed to Miss Amy Grandeur, she was the one in charge of all the clothes and other effect that will be needed for a particular mission.

Miss Amy was a woman in her early thirties, she had been brought here by Mr. Perez as well but she was older than us, she had trained with us in the beginning but later on, it became clear that she was not cut out for the gruesome training we went through, I remember her fainting countless times during our trainings,

It was later discovered that she had amazing talent for fashion designing, she would make beautiful clothes out of rags and pieces of fabrics she found lying about, so Mr. Perez had her train with the people in charge of clothes and other things and that was where she blossomed,

Amy was a fragile, beautiful woman with delicate features, I wondered how Mr. Perez ever thought she could survive the trainings we went subjected to, if she had been made to continue, I was sure that she wouldn't be able to survive it.

I met her working on something that looked like a man's jacket, it wasn't complete yet but from what I could see, it was going to be yet another masterpiece, Amy was a very talented woman, I sometimes wondered if she was happy here, if she was out there, there was no doubt that she would have been a success but in here, she only made clothes for us and that was it.

"Hello Amy" I said,

She turned to look at me, her brown eyes lit up when they fell on me, Amy was the closest thing I had to a friend in this place,

"Trini!! I was told you will be paying me a visit today" she said and wrapped her slender arms around me,

A hug I gladly returned "How have you been?" I said,

She pulled away and stepped back, Amy was small, I was clearly taller than her by a lot, she had a measuring tape around her neck and her chestnut brown hair was secured with bobby pins,

"I have been just fine, I had your last mission was a success as well, congratulations Trini" she said happily,

"Thanks Amy" I said with a smile,

"I was informed to prepare some clothes for you, I have them ready already, I can assure you, you will love them" she said and gestured to one of her assistants to hand me a navy blue travelling bag which I collected,

"I am sure you I will love it no doubt, I love anything you make" I said with a smile,

Amy's eyes glowed at the compliment to her work "You are definitely my biggest fan" she said,

"Don't ever doubt it" I said,

"Thanks Trini and best of luck on your next mission" She said,

"Thanks Amy, I will see you soon" I said and dragged my travelling bag filled with new clothes, I always got new clothes for every mission and I got rid of them when I done with the mission, I really felt bad for Amy, her hard work was completely and utterly wasted,

I waved her one last time and left, I saw some of the others coming in to either receive their missions or perhaps receive their new missions.

I waved to some of them on my way out, I walked out and the doors closed behind me, taking a deep breath, I opened the folder and the clearest, more beautiful blue eyes looked back at me, I felt my breath hitch, the picture of my target looked back at me and he was without doubt one of the most handsome men I had ever seen, he had a perfect smile on his well chiseled face, he was dressed in a white button down shirt and blue jeans, he had deep brown hair and even from the picture, I could see just how tall he was,

This was the first time, I had ever being impressed by a target's looks, I was used to the fat, slimy, greasy bastards that I had to deal with but this one was completely different, very different indeed.

I quickly turned the page with the picture of the target, I had no reason to be appreciating the looks of a target,

If there was one thing I knew, it was that no matter how a person looked as long their name came up as a target, they must have done something bad, that was one thing that gave my conscience a little peace, I knew that I only killed people that had done something wrong and deserved to die.

I opened the next pages and all I saw were his personal information and how I could get to him, there was no information about his crimes and this was very very weird, this was the first time I had seen a file on a target that had no such information,

I flipped the pages back to the first page and I was once again met with a pair of dazzling eyes, from my experience, I knew what a bad and dirty person looked like and this Sean Williams looked nothing like a bad man, but I also knew that appearances could be deceiving and my job was not to judge between good and bad, my job was to complete my assignment and that was all.

Taking a deep breath, I closed the folder and pulled a lighter out of my pocket and set the folder on fire, I watched it burn then threw it on the floor and walked away, I already memorized everything I needed to, there was no need taking the folder around with me.

I hailed a taxi and got in "Where to Miss?" the Taxi driver said,

"To the airport please" I said,

"Okay Miss" the driver said and the car engine roared into life and soon we were on our way to the airport.

And I couldn't wait to get to London see this Sean Williams guy for myself, there was something about him that I really wanted to explore.