AN: Hello again! I'm sorry it has been a while. I have some good news, though. I have this entire story written out, so I won't have to leave you guys hanging again. I actually took a long break from this for a while due to writer's block. However, when I returned to it, my creative juices got flowing and I finished it and wrote both a prologue and epilogue to add to it as well. Let me know what you guys think. I promise all questions will be answered in time since I've written everything. Enjoy!
December 2015
"Yes, Sir. I understand. You don't have to worry about a thing."
My father hung up and plopped down on the bed beside me.
"Another target?" I inquired.
"Yep. This one should be fun."
"Oh? Why's that?"
"No one knows exactly where he's located."
"So we get to track him down, first?!"
I loved those ones. I would always help hack into the off-the-grid websites that would help us track down the few targets people requested that were virtually nonexistent.
"What's his name?" I asked, jumping up and down in my excitement.
"Erik Destler."
I grabbed my laptop and signed in, immediately going to work. My father left me to my hacking job, heading downstairs to get us something to eat. After dinner, I went back to work and continued well into the night. Three days later, I finally found the intended target.
"Daddy, I found him!"
My father came over and scanned the screen.
"Good work, princess."
We made plans and set off a few days later. We arrived outside the asylum where Destler was supposedly located on Christmas eve. My father waited until I was hiding in the bushes as usual to head inside. This was it. The feared assassin Trevor Snow was off to take another target. However, something felt different this time. As I left my post in the bushes, drawn in by some invisible force, I wondered what would happen tonight...