Defiance

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“Here,” the file smacks down in front of me, I open it slowly, “ Is all the information we have collected on the gang and their activity over the past year.”
My eyes scan over the page as Brooks paces before us, “You know,” he says “that this mission will be the infiltration of the largest gang in the United States, the killing of a man who has as much power as the president and he only wants more. What you do not know however, is that this mission has two parts- but we’ll get to that later.”
Alexander’s presence made me feel as if there was an elephant laying on my chest.
“First off,” Brooks cleared his throat, snapping a picture to the whiteboard on the wall with a magnet, “this is your target- his name is Matthew Grant, the new leader after his father was shot and killed by one of our agents last summer.”
He was young, surprisingly so- he couldn’t have been much older than Alexander and I. He was sitting straight with his chin up, light facial hair on his cheeks and chin, his smile barely there and was most likely forced. I looked over to Brooks, a deep strain sunk into my heart because I didn’t want to be the one to kill the boy with chocolate brown hair and charming gray eyes.
“Why?” I demand flatly, trying my hardest to not sound bothered but failing so shamefully. I almost wish he could hear the hardness in my voice so he would be able to tell that every part of this mission was something I didn’t believe in. If he did notice, it didn’t show, but i wouldn’t really expect it to. Brooks turned and put another picture on the board, ignoring me completely. This one of a large building, a warehouse presumably.
“The plan is as such- You both have a meeting with the gang members who recruit the rookies, you’ll both get in, find ou...

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...ne nothing wrong in my eyes.
There was blood everywhere. Two bodies lay back there, wounds gushing. One of their hands had twitched and the little girl screamed louder, like even her screams would be enough to wake the dead.
I continued to run, my breathing controlled. My left foot hit the pavement awkwardly, but I carried on. The gun in my hand shook as they were tainted with the sin of the murder that had occurred here.
“Congrats you two,” Eric breathed, a stupid smile on his face,”Welcome to the skulls, the head honcho wants to actually meet you both in the morning, get some rest and meet me here in the morning, six o’clock,” he says and then leaves us to walk back to our apartment, stained with the memory of what we had just done, haunted by the screams of many, but mostly the young girl who had just lost a parent; a young girl who reminded me so much of myself.

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