Short Story: Armed Detective Agency
She played along when she was sent to mission with others. She just knocks the person out, making it seem they are dead. They were just testing her loyalty and she played them pretty damn good.
Her ocean green eyes glance over to the old wallet that was tugged away in her bag.
She put down her silverware when she finished her meal. She pulls out the wallet and opening it to reveal her work ID. Her eyes wander down to the name of the organization.
“Armed Detective Agency.” The way her lips move to reading the words felt so familiar. It kind scares her.
Glancing down, before her fingers pulling on the folded edge of a photograph showing a group of people smiling, as she was grinning brightly in the picture. She was about to push it back
Her ocean green eyes glance over to the old wallet that was tugged away in her bag.
She put down her silverware when she finished her meal. She pulls out the wallet and opening it to reveal her work ID. Her eyes wander down to the name of the organization.
“Armed Detective Agency.” The way her lips move to reading the words felt so familiar. It kind scares her.
Glancing down, before her fingers pulling on the folded edge of a photograph showing a group of people smiling, as she was grinning brightly in the picture. She was about to push it back