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Cassidy looked out the window and saw her parents walking towards her house. Cassidy was an attractive blond with no expression on her face, but deep down she was actually quite happy, which was pretty weird for her. Cassidy had been a weirdo to almost everyone around her. She barely cried or laughed or showed any emotion at all, no matter what happened. This caused her to be lonely, but also helped her to regard everything she does in the most effective, and sometimes, inhumane way.
Cassidy was about to wave at her parents when she heard a screeching noise as a Ford car came down the road. The traffic light was red, but the Ford kept up with its speed. Cassidy barely realized what happened when the Ford ran into her parents and stopped. She was shocked by the sudden event, but immediately ran out of the house and found her parents, no longer breathing, by the car, and could smell the alcohol from the driver, who was barely 25 years old. Cassidy stood there as the police arrived and she swore to make the driver pay.
As the police arrived, they promised to Cassidy that the driver would be punished for what he did, and she went back to her house and mourned for her parents. However, when she went to the police station to learn about the result, she was told that the driver didn't do anything wrong and her parents were crossing with red light, and the driver, Raymond Hamalton, was released with no penalty. She also found out the traffic camera disappeared when she tried to use it as evidence, and she knew law can't be relied on this one.
Cassidy didn't cry or rage. She knew the police would be of no use. Raymond Hamalton was the only son to the CEO of one of the most wealthy company in the city, and the police wouldn't do anything about him as long as his father stays generous. So she decided to take things into her own hands, no matter the cost.
When she returned from the police station, Cassidy knew that she had to kill Hamalton herself if she would want to avenge her parents. For three days she studied the travel plan of the rich boy, and discovered that he would be travelling to a neighboring city with his father. This piece of information caused her a fortune, but she knew it was worth it. The highway they chose was one that goes through miles of open fields with no one around. This means no one will hear the gunshots or the screams. If things go well, her targets would be long dead when someone realized something's wrong and the police start looking.
On the day of the action, she managed to buy everything needed for her plan. This included automatic rifle and road spikes. As she felt the steering wheel of her newly bought Jeep, she smiled coldly to herself. Revenge was always entertaining.
Raymond Hamalton was quite happy today as he sat at the back of the car with his father and two body guards with pistols sat in the front. He was still in shock of the car crash he got in a few days ago, but that would be nothing compared to what his father told him. He found out that he would be in contact of a secret spy organization known as the "division". The sudden knowledge that he could send killers after those he despised really cheered him up.
Suddenly his mind flew back to reality as the car's front wheels suddenly blew and the car came to a screeching halt. The driver got off the car and checked the wheels when a Jeep came up from the behind. He was going to ask for help when he saw a gun barrel sticking out of the window. Before he knew what happened, Cassidy fired a storm of bullets on him and the car Raymond was in.
The bullets instantly pierced the driver, who fell on the ground screaming, but the others merely bounced off the car as the men inside realized what happened. "Damn it" Cassidy thought as she put a bullet into the driver's brain, ending his misery,Bulletproof glass, they are rich.
The other bodyguard responded by pulling out his gun, but Cassidy stopped her jeep parallel to the car and aimed at the window. She did the research and knew that the bulletproof glass can be broken from the inside only, but the glass would be completely shattered after a hole is made, and the bodyguard would have one shot to kill her with his pistol before her automatic rifle rain death over him.
The bodyguard considered his options. Firing would endanger everyone in the car, but would probably kill the attacker. If he merely waits for help from the "division", whom his employer already called for help, they would be safe, but the attacker who killed his friend mercilessly would get away. Confident at his aim, he decided to take the chance.
The bodyguard fired a bullet at the woman's head, knowing that hitting elsewhere might not kill her immediately, and she might kill them all before dying. This was exactly what Cassidy predicted. The bodyguard was surprised when the blond merely leaned back in her seat. The bullet struck her in the arm and stayed in, and blood rushed out, soaking her white shirt, but she had been balancing her automatic on the window and fired as soon as the pistol rang. The remaining of the glass was shattered and the trio was killed.
Glad that she finished the task, Cassidy let go of her gun, fell in her seat and fell unconscious. This was how the division strike team found her and brought her in.
