The Unknown And The Lost
In an abandoned factory, on the outskirts of the town of Dallas, stood a woman with black shoulder length hair, bright brown eyes, and an outfit that would help her blend in with the crowd, was a woman named Io Castle. She flourished in the underground, a force to be reckoned with, known only as the Whisperer. She had the uncanny ability to know everything an employer needed to know about someone. And her newest target seemed to be very promising.
She leaned against her motorbike, a sleek black Kawasaki Ninja, as she waited for her new target. She ran a hand through her hair as she felt the warm air against her exposed midriff.
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