CHAPTER 69

"Hands above your head, slowly"

The feminine voice said behind Dasha and she cursed. She should have known.

Obviously, there couldn't be only two people guarding an entire building.

Army hadn't expected the intruder to be a woman, a dangerous looking one at that covered in the blood of her colleagues, her face covered as well with a baseball cap and a face mask.

She had no reason to avenge the dead people downstairs. There were no friends in this line of work.

Get friendly with any of them today and risk getting a knife shoved in your throat by the same people tomorrow.

Her only job was to kill, and right now, the bitch had her prey.

Dasha took slow, gentle steps back

She had Greg on her shoulder, and an empty gun in hand.

Things were not looking pretty.

She turned around, one hand up, a slightly crooked smirk on her lips. "Hi, funny running into you here."

The woman opposite her was no amateur.

One wrong move and she could literally throw Dasha off the roof.

"You're trespassing.
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