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David had been living comfortably for the last year along with the love-of-his-life, who by now was his wife, the lovely Millie Harris. For an entire year they hadn't been caught by the organization that was called the Paladins, or the evil man who had tried to kill both of them, Roland Cox.
The world seemed to be brightening up of the twenty-four year old and his bride.
They felt safe.
So safe that when Millie found out she was pregnant neither parent saw any reason to fear the coming of their children.
Twin boys.
Safe enough that they had began letting their tightly bricked walls start to crumble by the time the cries of William Rice and Jackson Rice broke through the calm serenity of the night. Unknowingly attracting predators of the worst kind.
Sophie's POV
"Okay Sophie, I'll see you tomorrow darlin'." Tyler whispered into my ear.
"I truly hate the way his low, southern drawl sounds whenever he said darlin' in my ear." I thought to myself.
"Yeah, tomorrow." I replied, trying desperatly to sound eager.
Apparently my acting skills were up to par because Tyler smiled and was on his way.
I groaned in relief and plopped down upon my best-friends couch.
"He gone yet?" Celeste called, poking her head out from through the door-way that led to her kitchen.
"Yes." I called back.
Celeste appeared and plopped down next to me upon the couch.
"I really don't know what you see in him Soph." She said through a mouth-full of potato chips.
"He's a good guy." I said off-handedly. I really wasn't in the mood to try and defend my long-time boyfriend against my best-friends verbal attack tonight.
"Hmmm," Was Celeste's reply.
"Shut up and put the movie in." I said tierdly, rubbing my temple.
"Its already in." Celeste said.
"Then hit play already!" I yelled.
"Alright, alright, alright." Celeste said, smiling ever so slightly.
"I hate when you purposfully push my buttons." I said and playfully shoved Celeste's shoulder, smiling.
"I know. But you seemed like you needed a break from whatever it is you have going on." Celeste said.
"Thanks." I said after a long pause.
"Shh, the movies about to start." Celeste shushed me loudly.
I fought the urge to laugh.
...
"Sophie Nora Mace, do you sollomly swear to uphold these rules to your dying breathe?" A dark skinned man with white hair asked me.
I made eye contact with the elder man and clearly said, "With my life."
The man nodded and held out my hands, palms up. The man place a long metal tube in my right hand and a folder containg several papers in my left.
"Welcome to the Paladins Sophie. Meet Stephanie Drake, she will be you mentor until after you complete your first job." The man said, nodding to the folder in my hand.
With that the man turned his back and walked away. Leaving me alone with a woman who had short black hair and olive colored skin.
...
A month later I was walking into a Starbucks and flirting mercilessly with a young man who had long stringy brown hair.
I lured him out back into a dark ally behind the coffee shop. Once there I pushed him up against the wall and batted my eyelashes charmingly.
The man smiled heatedly back, leaning in to kiss me.
But unfortunately for the man, all the while he had been distracted by me, Stephanie had been emerging from the shadows with a long sharp knife in her hand.
As soon as I could smell the man's sour breath I knew it was time.
My pleasant and sultry expression turned into a blank mask as I stepped to one side and watched as Stephanie plunged the long dagger into the Jumper's heart.
"Another abomination killed." Stephanie declared. No emotion in the thirty-ish woman's voice whatsoever.
"Yes. I suppose so." I mummered, staring down at the fresh blood on my arms and hands.
Blood of a man whose death was justifiable, wasn't it?
I was no longer sure if the path I had chosen, the path I had been training for since I was ten.
"Time for your next target. This one has a name," Stephanie said once we were back in her car.
"The one I just killed had a name too." I thought to myself.
Stephanie continued, unaware of the turmoil going on inside of my head, "Griffin O'Connor. You're the perfect lure since he's only a few years older than you. This time you will kill him." Stephanie stated.
I closed my eyes and leaned against the cool glass of the car window. Another man would die all because I was able to draw him away from prying eyes with my beauty and charm.
Griffin's POV
I was sitting at a bar in London, you would think by now I would learn that no good comes for me in London's bars. But apparently it would take another reminder...
That reminder came in the form an extremely beautiful girl sliding onto the barstool next to me.
I eyed her profile with my peripheral vision. She had long brown curls and long, thick black eyelashes. Utterly gorgeous.
I watched her order a drink and take a sip. The column of her throat moving delicately.
She glanced in my direction then away. Then back again. Turning on the stool she leaned forwards.
"Hi. I'm Sophie." She whispered sexily into my right ear.
I glanced into her chocolate brown eyes before spinning and facing her.
Sophie's POV
The Jumper had very messy redish-brown hair and cunning blue eyes. The stubble on his cheeks and chin told me that he hadn't shaved for the last few days.
Over all he was one thing: utterly gorgeous.
What a shame that I had to kill him. But it was something that I had been preparing for ever since Stephanie had told me his name.
Griffin. Griffin O'Connor.
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