I looked around to see if I could spot any security guards but I didn't see any. I looked at the rope. It was definitely long enough to get up there but there was no way for me to climb up there with it. I look back in my backpack to see if I can find anything to help me climb up. I find some sticky gloves and I throw on the wall and it sticks. However I don't know if I can pull my full body weight up three stories. I'm used to climbing trees but that requires the use of my legs, which I can't use. I have good shoes on but they don't have great ability to climb up walls. However, I gain my strength and tie my rope around my waist and start climbing up the wall using my sticky gloves. After what seems like forever, I open the window and I'm inside a bathroom. I look in the backpack for which weapon to use. I was never really that good at knives, so I guess a gun will have to do. In another pocket, I see a face mask. I should probably put it on. It's hot and makes my face itch but it will have to do. I look at the picture of the man one more time, just to make sure I don't shoot the wrong person.

He's a handsome man, but he has to be stupid to live in the Capitol and still cross Snow. Being lucky enough to be born in the Capitol, I personally wouldn't have anything against the government. Apparently, these fifteen people do. I give an agitated sigh and remove the long rope from my waist and wrap it around the edge of the window sill. When I leave I'll cut the rope and fall to the ground. I think of the back pain I'll have and continue my mission. I leave my backpack in the bathroom and walk out with just the gun and sticky gloves, with my mask. I walk through the beautiful home and I hear the voice of a man. I peak through the room and see Mr. Clemens on a phone call. He's dressed in all purple hair and nails. These Capitol people and their fashions I'll never understand. I took a deep breath and aim and shoot the man.

Apparently, I'm a horrible shot because I just got him in the knee. He screams in pain and falls over onto the floor. I walk over to him and aim the gun again. He goes, "Please no please!", followed by an agonizing cry. "I-i-i'll pay you double, no triple whatever they're paying you!", he continues. I think about it and shake my head. There's no way this man has more money than Snow and this man can't guarantee the safety of my family and friends back home. "P-p-please I have a family wh-who need me.", he says. I feel the tears in my eyes but I make them disappear. I say, "So do I." and I shoot him in the head. He dies instantly. I hear an agonizing scream behind me and it's a woman wearing the same ridiculous purple color on her body, hair, and nails. She starts to grab a telephone to call the police I assume, so I raise my gun to her and say, "Don't make me kill you too." She yells, "Who do you work for anyway?! Why did you come and kill my husband?" I shrug and just say, "Snow." Her eyes deepen with horror. She puts the phone down and says quietly, "I don't know what he did. Just leave my house and please spare me and my children." I nod with no words and start to walk past the bathroom until I hear a vase being thrown pass me. It misses me slightly and lands in pieces right in front me.

These Capitol people were crazy weren't they? You have the life that thousands of people in the other districts only dream of. You cross the PRESIDENT, and then you try to go after the person who just killed someone in front of you. I gave a deep sigh and rolled my eyes. I turned around and I shot her, in the foot and she screamed in pain. I said, "Now I'm going to leave. Don't think about calling the cops they won't come." With that I went inside the bathroom and put everything back in the backpack, including the mask. I put the rope around my waist and started to jump down the building and cutting the rope halfway down. I fell on my back, but covered my mouth and just winced at the pain.

I walked back to the car where the man was waiting for me. I slid in and said, "It's done. I shot the wife in the foot though." I laid down on the seat and started to cry. What was this doing to me? I realize I have to save my family and friends, but these people I'm killing. They're someone's family too. The man coughs in the middle of my cry and says, "Miss Everdeen, you can't cry. If you can't handle killing one person, how can you expect to kill fourteen more? It's a tough job, trust me I know." He started to mumble something about twenty-three years of doing this. He voice got louder and he said, "But if you love your people back home… you'll do this. And that moral quandary your having in your mind needs to go away. Because these people would not hesitate to kill you for a second if it meant saving their families." He chucked a bit and said, "In fact, some of these people wished for your death during your Games… you know so Cato or Thresh would win. They were the big favorites… sorry you probably don't want to hear that." I sucked in my teeth and said, "Well thank you… I guess. What's your name by the way?" He sighed and said, "Driver." I realized that would be the depths of his personal life so I laid back in the car until we arrived back to Cinna's place. I asked if I should take the backpack. He shook his head saying, "No, every mission has a new backpack." I nodded and left the car.

I walked in and the door was unlocked. I wondered if he went out, but he would be smart enough to lock the door. I heard someone in the kitchen rummaging through the refridgartor. I tensed up and slowly walked in the kitchen. I didn't have a weapon but if there was someone in there I had to stop them, right? I walked in a short woman with tan skin and blond hair with only a t-shirt that didn't completely cover her and only went down to her stomach. The rest of her was fully exposed. Her back was to me and she complained saying, "Damn he never has any of those cookies I like here. Dammit I might as well bring some over her- AHHHHH!" She was turning around and she saw me in the house. It was Portia. I relaxed what's I realized it was her, but she still was stunned. "Kat-katniss? What are you doing here?" I coughed and said, "Cinna asked me to be a model for his fashion line for a couple of months." She pursed her lips and said, "Well he didn't telll me." I wanted to laugh but instead I gave her a piercing look and said, "Snow doesn't want anyone to know." Her eyes grew wide and nodded and said, "Oh I understand." She looked down at herself and said, "Excuse my… attire. I didn't think anyone was here." I shook my head and put up my hand saying, "Hey it's fine. I'm going to bed." She shrugged and went back to rummaging through the fridge. I got into bed and thought about calling back home but I was interuppted by Cinna and Portia arguing about something. I thought orginally it was about him not having the food she wanted but it escalated to something more. I rolled my eyes and laughed. This was going to be my life for the next few weeks. Better try to enjoy it.

I started modeling for Cinna the next day. At first, I had to deal with the snobby models who said, "It's not fair she gets to come model with us. She didn't work her way from the top." Then I asked them how hard it was to just stand there while someone takes your picture, they became silent. After 7 p.m., Cinna would introduce me to the nightlife and we would go to clubs and parties and such. I was often tempted to stay out later than usual but I realized I had to be home so I could get my phone call. After that first kill, I decided not to go complete another mission. It wasn't the fact that I was scared or anything, my back was still in pain from falling the previous night before.

Despite my best wishes, Cinna invited Effie and her boyfriend over for dinner. She nearly screamed in delight when she saw me standing there. I was wearing Capitol clothes, and Capitol make-up, even though I didn't go overboard, I looked like I fit in. She grabbed me into a hug and started jumping up and down and marveled at how wonderful I looked. I got a shot look at her boyfriend, who I hadn't been introduced to yet, but his eyes told me he too had enough of Effie's threatrics. We sat down at Cinna's table and ate a dinner that he paid someone to come over and prepare. I wondered if it was awkward for Effie's doctor boyfriend to sit here, knowing that Cinna and Effie used to have a thing. Well Cinna didn't refer to it as a relationship, but three times meant something, didn't it? Maybe the doctor didn't know, or maybe he didn't care. Cinna and Effie chatted like best friends rather than former lovers anyway. I also got a weird vibe from this doctor. It seemed was annoyed by Effie more often than not. If that was the case, why was he with her? I'm not sure of how people get paid in the Capitol but did an escort for the Games make more than a doctor? Probably not, but Effie did get all of her family's money when her parents died. She has no siblings, and to be honest this doctor may be the only thing that Effie has left. The Capitol people use to the word, "opportunist" a lot and I start to think that may be what he is. Which would be shitty if he turned out to be a bad guy. Cinna jumps me out of my thoughts and asks me to explain my first few days of the modeling world to Effie.

I lay in bed that night and decide that I'm going to go complete a mission tonight. I get dressed in some of my District 12 clothes because they're more comfortable. And who knows what environment I'll be dealing with. Cinna is sitting on the couch, going through his phone. He sees me and I ask, "Can you put my hair up? It got in my face last time." He gives me a dry smile and I sit down on the floor under him as he puts into a braid bun. He sighs and says, "I want to have someone over tonight, but I don't feel like going out. I figured I'd bring in someone I know. What do you think?" I laugh and I say, "You should invite Portia over." He stops moving his hands in my hair and looks down at me with a half serious face and says, "Not funny." He continues with my hair and he finally finishes. We sit there together and go through the list of people in his phone. Every comment is a "He cried afterwards" or "She didn't know what she was doing." or "I'll see her at work tomorrow, that might be awkward." I laughed at Cinna's much to complicated life and then my phone rang. We both jumped at the shreek noise. No one called that phone except when it was time to kill. I gulped and said, "Hello?" It was the driver. I told him I was on my way down. I gave Cinna a quick kiss on the cheek and went down to the car.

I got in and mumbled, "Hey, driver." I heard a smirk as he replied, "Hey Everdeen. Here's your assignment." I told him to start to drive to our destination, as he turned the key and started to drive. I opened the folder and turned on the little light in the car. I almost gasped in shock when I saw the name and picture of the my next victim. "Dr. Paul Smith"... Effie's boyfriend. I sank in my seat. I couldn't do this to Effie, he might be all she has left. And what if she's there with him and she tries to stop me or hurt me. I couldn't hurt Effie, it would be like hurting a child. I take a deep breath and pull out my phone and dial Snow's number. After a few rings I hear a "Miss Everdeen, it's midnight. What could you possibly want?", says a shrewd older voice. I glare through the phone and I say, "You sent me to kill Effie's boyfriend? You know Effie is my friend!" Snow chuckled and said, "I know you won't believe me but it's a matter of coincidence that he's dating your escort Effie. I actually like Miss Trinket, always nice and polite. I've wanted him dead for months actually. I hope you understand." I suck in my teeth and said, "Last time I killed someone's husband, the wife came out and I had to shoot her. Do you expect me to shoot Effie?" Snow fake gasped and said, "Of course not! However if you don't complete the job… I'll have start shooting people. And neither you or I want that. I'll talk to you later Ms. Everdeen."

I was halfway terrified and annoyed at this point. I opened up my backpack to see what I had in store for this man. All there was was a bottle of poison, I knew because it has the skull and crossbones on it, and a small cloth. Snow wanted me to suffocate this man to death. Terrific.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. If you guys have any suggestions, comments, or commentary for this chapter or future ones leave them in the reviews. I love to read them!