Doorknob clicks. Footsteps are heard. Closet doors, being opened. Hanged clothes thrown at the bed. Clothes on the floor, leaving the owner . A soft and tired sigh can be heard after she changes clothes, indicating that the person had done something hours before, something that she's been doing for a long time.

Just like she expected, her phone buzzes. Looking at the phone, she knew that it would always be that one person. Always one after another. Tiring bull. Hastily, she answered the call. Without even bothering to greet the receiver, the caller started the conversation.

"You've done it."

"What would it be this time?"

"Oh a much easier thing than you've always been doing."

"And it is?"

"Looking for someone without getting caught--"

"Really? Are you serious about this? Even a ten-year old kid could do this and why did it have to be me? I just finished a goddamn tiring task and I feel like I'm being punished by doing another easy yet time-consuming task. The new trainees could do this. I know that I'm already that good--"

"Don't get your confidence grew higher than your height, could you? And let me finish my statement first. The task is that YOU have to look for a certain person, which cannot be found in a certain place that's why I chose YOU to do this task and the person is someone you probably met before."

"Wow. You're not even sure if I met that someone in the past, Trevor."

"You do know that's not my real name, right?"

"And WHO would know that? Even your most trusted people and trainees doesn't even know your real identity."

"Well, we don't know what people, even the loyal, faithful and trusted ones, can do to others, do we?"

"Now I'm starting to wonder why I've been following your orders. Goddamn it. And fine, I'll do it."

"I'm sorry for being a sarcastic person but you have to be careful of this person. She's incredibly dangerous. She's amazingly fake. And she's undeniably powerful. Good luck."

Now she's interesting and have I not met this kind of person before?