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Tori was sitting alone in her office. Her finger tapped impatiently on a random manilla folder as she waited for an update from pauline. This operation was definitely on the risky-er side, and she was tense to say the least. As long as the squad carried out the plan like they had practiced, neutralizing the red army’s biggest enemy for good. Tori knew what this meant. She knew what she would have to do. And she knew damn well that she was gonna do it with a smile on her face. She was nearly drooling at the mere thought of whipping that smug look clean off the brit’s stupid face when her walkie talkie began to chatter. Tori immediately snapped out of her daze and picked up the message.
“Red leader, the operation was a success. We are currently awaiting approval to move onto the next stage of the plan.” Pauline reported through the walkie talkie.
“Good. Approval granted, and remember to be carful with our precious cargo. If she returns with even a scratch you all will have hell to pay.” Tori responded sternly, her lips twisting upward at the corners. She was the only one who was allowed to lay a finger on that Jehovah’s witness. Anyone else would dare touch her and Tori wouldn’t hesitate to put a gun to the bastard’s head. The Brit belonged to Tori. Only Tori. Always had.