As soon as Frances threw away her diary, she started getting flashbacks. She shrugged them off and started to wonder how she would survive. She didn't have to worry about water because she knew there was a water fountain across the street from the parking lot. Food was what she needed to worry about. She looked through her luggage and found $43. She knew that would be enough to buy some food, but it wouldn't be enough for long. She wasn't hungry at the moment so she saved the money for later. There were too many things going through Frances's mind so she decided to go for a walk and get some fresh air. She didn't expect much to happen but there was always a chance.
As Frances was walking, she couldn't help but notice how hot it was. Not that she was shocked about it, since she lives in Florida, But she started to regret going for a walk in the first place and wished she would've stayed in the cold parking lot. But, she knew it was too late to turn back.
No matter how much Frances was walking, she still couldn't get her mind off of the fact that she didn't have a home. She also started to think about what could've made the family fall apart so quickly. There was no one in the world she could trust now, she thought. Everyone she did trust turned their back on her. Her thoughts turned into blankness and she just carried on walking.
She eventually found a bench that had no one on it. She sat down and looked down at her phone — She was surprised it was even on in the first place. She started searching for opening jobs online. She didn't find a lot of the jobs interesting so she was scrolling for a long period of time. After a lot of scrolling later, she found a website that read "Become a secret agent at Langton Corp.".
"This has to be a fucking joke." Frances thought. But even with the doubt, she still opened the website.
Once she opened the website, it asked her to complete the application. She filled out every last question truthfully. Some of the questions were a little skeptical, but that didn't stop her. Once she finished, it asked her to go to the "Langton Corp." building at 5:30 PM. She checked the current time and it was only 3:21 PM. She put her phone away and wondered "What did I just do?"
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It was 5:15 PM and Frances started walking to her destination. She knew if this was a set up she would go to jail but she would rather be in jail than live in a parking lot.
She finally made it there and was asked to go to an office where a well-dressed man was sitting with his hands together. She took a seat across from the man and took a look around while the man grabbed papers.
The office looked neat and clean. There were almost no imperfections in the entire room. Same with the man. He was wearing a suit and his hair was in perfect condition. He had a well-trimmed beard and a slight scent of cologne.
"Hello Ma'am, my name is Jacob Wells. How may I help you?" He said.
Frances didn't want to say she wanted to be a hitman out loud so she said: "I am here for a job."
"Oh right, I gotcha," Jacob said. He looked out the window of his door to see if anyone was watching and he reached under his desk to pull out a briefcase. He opened it and showed a dozen guns.
Frances leaned in closer to the briefcase and then it shut.
"I will send you a link to a chat where people can make offers to you. They tell you the information about the person and you kill them. Got it?" Jacob said. "40% of the money the client offers goes to our company, while you, Ms.Briggs, can keep the rest."
Frances nodded and Jacob handed her the briefcase.
"Thank you," Frances said as she started getting up.
"You're welcome," Jacob said.
"But whatever you do, DO NOT get caught," Jacob said as Frances was almost out the door.
Frances turned around. "Okay," She said. Then she left the building wonder how she did what she just did. But, she knew this would make her a lot of money, so, she didn't care.
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After a while, Frances got her first request. The user went by the name Kaleb79. It stated;
"Hello Frances, I would like to make an assassination request. The person's name is Trevor Richard Bane, he is 32 years old, and he lives in 3002 Jill Road, FL. I will offer you $50,000."
Frances was shocked. $50,000 was more than enough to buy an apartment, Even though she only kept 60%, that is still $30,000. She accepted the request and got her guns. She didn't fully know how to use them but she looked up tutorials online so she was a little confident. She called an Uber and got a ride near the victims' home.
To her surprise, Trevor was home. He was sitting by the window, watching what looked like a football game on TV.
"This is going to be way too easy." Frances thought.
Frances got behind some bushes near the house and grabbed a sniper. She aimed right for Trevor's head while not making a sound. As soon as she feels like she was going to get a good shot, she fired the sniper, killing Trevor Bane.
Frances was so shaking so much she almost dropped the sniper. She put it back into the briefcase and ran off. She was surprised how no one caught her, but she also didn't want to question it. She called another Uber and left.
As soon as Frances got home, she contacted Kaleb79. He kept his promises and sent the $50,000 to her. Frances almost had a mini heart attack but she kept her cool. She bought an apartment and she was so happy she was able to buy it — Even though someone lost their life.
Later on the news, she saw the man that she killed. She hoped they were not able to find out it was her. No neighbors spotted the incident so she was pretty positive she was not going to get caught.
It was her first kill after all. She was nervous of course, but she knew she would get confident about it. She doesn't love what she does, but she knew she has to make money somehow.
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After years of being a hitman, Frances became one of the best hitmen in the world. She would get requests left and right from people and she made lots of money too.
She bought a bigger house and her first car. She was living the dream life when it came to money. It is all that she cares about at this point.
She never got caught by the police either. She was always able to get away from the scene before anyone could make out what happened.
She thought this would be the rest of her life, until what happened next...