Tra la la! Sixth chapter! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, I have been inspired. I am really grateful to those who took time to read and review my story so far! It makes me so happy and really makes me want to write more. So thank you my readers! :D Please enjoy!

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"Linda I ca-" Glen started and again Linda cut her off. Her voice steely and cold.

"Let me finish Glen," Linda said calmly, her eyes drifting to a picture of Sarah in a silver frame perched on the coffee table. "I think you heard what happened to my daughter Sarah on TV right?"

"Yes, I am sorry for your loss." Glen's voice lost its dramatic flair and was sincere. Linda gazed intently on Sarah's smiling face, but returned to talking with Glen.

"Thank you, and you know Karen. Her step-mother who murdered her, correct?" Linda asked slowly, dwindling on the word murder. She had heard it many times before at the agency and a few time on TV, but never had she heard it when the name Sarah Williams came up.

"...Yes." Glen answered slowly, she knew what Linda's 'job' for her was, but she didn't want to knowledge it.

"Of course you do. And you must also know what she is being held at the New York Institution." Linda said moving her gaze from the picture to the window. The sunset left the outside world looking golden and warm.

"I do..." Glen answered her voice small. Linda heard Glen shift, and then heard the swish of cloth on cloth. She must had sat down. Linda looked back at the smiling picture of Sarah.

"What you might not know is that she is on the 2nd floor and her room number is 172. It is the last room down the right corridor when you step off the elevator." Linda said as she stepped up to the coffee table and picked up the picture of Sarah, "At the end of the hallway is a window that leads to the roof and from the roof there is a latter. There are surveillance cameras. But the ones facing the window and Karen's room have a blind spot. Everyday at 9:00pm sharp to 9:03pm they revolve to look the other way."

"...Alright." Glen said, she pulled out a pad and paper. It was obvious what her old partner wanted and she might as well take notes. She hurried to keep up with Linda as she fed her more information.

"At that time the guard that keeps watch on that hallway goes to the bathroom at the exact same time the cameras move. He takes about 5 minutes to the minimum. No one else will be on the floor. You have 3 minutes. Can you do this for me?" Linda continued telling Glen what she knew. Glen was a bit annoying, but she was smart. She knew what Linda wanted and Glen would never refuse. Glen owed her.

"Yes, I will." Glen answered calmly, already planning the assassination. This favor would finally pay back the dept she owed, she just knew it.

"Thank you Glen," Linda said placing the picture of Sarah back on the table, "You can consider the debt repaid. Bye Glen."

"Thank you, goodbye." Glen said and then Linda heard the dial tone. She closed her cell and put in back in her pocket. Linda sighed and sat down on the couch. She thought about her days back at the agency. Back when she was a teenager she was the one of the few 'special' kids the CIA hired to work for them. Linda and her partner Glen were a team. One of the best ones. Linda was amazing when working undercover, and was able to get people to talk without violence. She had what people at the agency called 'the power of words'. All she had to do was say what she wanted them to do and without a protest, do whatever she asked. Whether it be giving up information or ordering them to lure in the target.

Glen on the other hand was an amazing assassin. She was quick as a whip and was even faster with a gun. Though the only way the partnership worked was Linda did the talking and Glen got rid of them after they were done. But soon they started handling harder assignments and Linda lost her power of words. Glen faithfully kept her secret because Linda was still amazing undercover. But that was the reason Glen was almost killed on their last assignment together.

They had been investigating sex slave traffickers and had found where they housed the prostitution. Linda wanted to go in undercover as a girl who needed directions. But Glen disagreed because without her power she was vulnerable. So Glen offered to go with her. Linda agreed and they changed into street clothes. When they reached the door, Linda told Glen this was her last chance to turn back. Glen refused. Linda knocked on the door and a man opened the door. A cloud of smoke blew out and the smell of sweat and drugs was overpowering. The man was wearing a suit.

"What do you two lovely ladies need?" The man asked. This voice was velvety. Linda knew he was not to be trusted.

"We wanted to know if you knew the way to get to Gramms?" Linda asked, Glen was close behind her. Linda could feel her breathe.

"Why don't you ladies step inside and I'll go ask my friend. I'm sure he knows how to get there." The man asked beckoning for them to enter.

"We can wait out here," Linda said with a fake smile, "It won't be long for you to get directions." The man frowned but quickly covered it up with a grin.

"It would be rude to make you wait outside," the man said with a bit to earnest smile, "I won't bite."

"No, we'll wait out here." Linda said her eyes suspicious but still smiling, then suddenly Glen's phone went off. Linda looked over her shoulder as Glen reaching her her pocket to grab it, all the while opening her jacket to reveal her badge. Not only did Linda see it, so did the man.

"Your cops!" He yelled pulling out a gun and shot at Glen. Linda had jumped in front of the bullet. And yet to this day she still didn't know why. It had hit her an inch away from her heart. Luckily, this gave Glen a heads up and she jumped unto action. Killing the guy and the other men in the house. Soon the police and ambulance showed up. Linda went to the hospital. Glen stayed. Linda got shot in the chest. Glen received the glory.

That's when Glen promised Linda a favor. If she ever needed anything, anything at all, Glen would do it. After that, Linda requested to work solo. HQ agreed and sent her to New York following a now dead trail. She worked undercover as an actress. After a year she met a man and had a baby. They were married and raised their daughter until she was seven. By that time Linda had become famous, and the HQ called her back wanting her to return to the agency. She refused and quit. She enjoyed being an actress and loved her life.

Once Sarah turned eight her father filed for divorce. Linda complied and under Robert's reasoning that Sarah would be better off with him and his lover she left them. And moved to New York City to continue acting.

Now it had been twelve years. Sarah was dead. She was alone. Nothing different.

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Robert sat in the kitchen looking at the spot where his daughter had lay dead. He felt his eyes burn and let the tears fall. He had loved Karen. She had given him Toby. But she also had taken Sarah. He wiped his eyes and remembered the first time she had attacked Sarah.

It had been a slow day. Sarah had been at the park and Toby was rattling about the kinds of bugs he found in the garden that day. Then Karen had come home from working at her office. She had thrown down her bag and walked into the kitchen. She looked at the sink and saw a pile of dirty dishes. Her eyes had filled with rage and she stomped into the laundry room. He and Toby had grew quiet when Karen shrieked in anger.

Then Sarah had walked in carrying a book with a big smile on her face.

"Honey I'm home!" Sarah yelled as she walked in, mimicking a character from an old TV show. Toby giggled and I had smiled at her. Then Karen came in. Sarah waved at her, and Karen had walked up to Sarah and slapped her across the face. Hard. Sarah yelped and stared crying.

"Get that damn smile off your dirty face!" Karen screamed pointing at the sink filled with a couple bowls, a plate, a spoon and a frying pan. "Why the hell didn't you do the damn dishes?"

"Bu-" Sarah started saying, but Karen cut her off by slapping her again harder.

"And what about the fucking laundry! You do the chores if your gonna live in my house!" Karen had screamed. Sarah took a step back and glared at Karen.

"First! I would have done the dishes if you had asked. The same for the laundry. Second! This is not your house! This is our house!" Sarah yelled at Karen. Karen growled in anger and grabbed the frying pan from the sink. She swung it hard at Sarah and hit her in the stomach. Sarah tried to block to blows, but ended up getting her arm hit. Sarah was crying and screaming in pain, Karen was growling, he and Toby were silent. Finally Karen had stopped, and put the frying pan back in the sink. She walked past the sobbing Sarah that lay crumpled on the floor, and kicked her in the stomach and went to their room.

Sarah lay sobbing on the floor. It turned out later she had seven broken ribs, her wrist was broken, she had sprained all but three fingers, and had serious internal bleeding. He and Toby took her to the E.R after Karen went to bed and Sarah had lied well. She didn't have to, but she did. She said she had fallen down the stairs. They didn't really believe her, but they didn't ask. From that day on Toby had been silent. After three months of Toby not talking, he took him to a doctor. They diagnosed him as mute due to an unknown emotional trauma. Robert knew why. He never said.

Now here he was. Sitting in the kitchen where it had began...and ended. Now he was without Sarah, Toby and Karen. He had nothing. He was jobless and broke from paying his and Karen's fines. The bank would foreclose on the house soon.

His life was worthless. He was worthless.

"I'm sorry Sarah." Robert said through his tears, he picked up his revolver from the table and put it to his head, "I am gonna be with you soon baby."

He closed his eyes and pulled the trigger. He died quickly and his soul fell into the underworld.

He never found Sarah and he lived in misery for the rest of eternity.

No one really ever even cared.

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Wow! Long chapter. Sorry if you were bored by it, but I really wanted to put this in there. About Linda and Robert. What did you think? Please review! Hoped you liked it! :D

Thanks for reading!