"I'm telling you it won't work."
"And I'm telling you it will."
"Jinx you're going to kill yourself."
"It's a risk I'm willing to take."
"Think about it!"
"I'm done thinking."
"JINX!"
And with that the bomb exploded. Let's rewind, shall we? My name is Eliza Alby but no one knows that so they call me jinx. I'm a saint. No not the good kind. The kind that blows sh*t up. The gang kind.
Yeah, yeah I know. I'm 17 and in a gang. Bitches be like, you crazy. Well I know that. Hell, I'm insane. I'm a master thief. I can hack into anything, persuade anyone, and lockpick any door. I also know 10 different languages.
I have brunette hair and emerald eyes. I have a bit of a southern accent. I won't say where I'm from in case someone finds this and uses it against me. Anyway back to the gang. There's 9 of us not counting me. Actually 2 of us which aren't exactly saints but they help us. One of them tried killing my boss awhile ago.
Anyway my boss is the also the president of the United States. Yeah a gang leader as president. Don't ask me how it happened I was sleeping in. Oh! Did I mention we fought aliens? Or the fact that we won? Well we did.
Anyway right now I had to help my boss save a building. He was getting people out and had me make sure no one was left behind. Then I came to a room with a bomb. Yeah I hack not disarm bombs. Big difference. Also cutting the red wire may work, if there was one. No they were all red. F*** that sh*t.
I then came up with the idea of trying to trap the bomb in a metal container to contain the explosion. Well I got the bomb in the container while Matt (he tried killing my boss) was yelling it wouldn't work. When he said for me to think I saw an opposing gangs car so I through the bomb out the window and as soon as it exploded it landed in their car. The explosion wasn't that big since it was somewhat contained. That's a normal day in the life with the saints.