Preface

My name is Mary Alice Brandon but I prefer Alice and I am a highly trained assassin. I know how to kill a man in 8 different ways with my bare hands I am fluent in 14 different languages and I know how to crack CIA codes in mere minutes. I am on the run from the FBI I decided I didn't want to be an agentt anymore, let me backtrack I was considered an undercover agent since I could use my looks to my advantage. I had short inky black hair, full blood red lips, pale porcelain skin, a petite curvy body, and I had a great fashion sense. Men were falling all over themselves to get to me even married ones which made my missions much easier. I am now being hunted relentlessly with the FBIs best agents. I know secrets about the president and many other useful things that terrorists would love to get their filthy hands on, of course I wouldn't give them the information! But they still are hunting me, the lead agents on my case are Bella and Jasper Whitlock. Bella is almost 18 whereas I just turned 17, and Jasper is 19. I have never seen them but they are supposedly the best there are. I heard Bella is just as pretty as me and Jasper comes very highly recommended with the women.

I have also heard they are unnaturally pale, very fast, and very strong. Back to the present right now I am running through a field of rose bushes running away from Johnson and his men there are about 10 of them, I touch my daggers that I keep hidden in my boots reassuringly I would win this fight if they caught me which they wont. I have always had I strange 6th sense. I kept on running. That was another thing my small lithe body is good for: running and very quickly at that.

I burst into a clearing only to come face to face with him again…