Owen's Mansion – The Double Celebration
I stared at myself for ten seconds in the mirror before putting on the colored blue hair bun wig. My upturned eyes were being modified by the eye shadows to look more like a cat. I felt almost as if I could turn myself into a vixen losing its way in the crowd attractively as if every scent the people released got them to be in contact with me. Some body language affects the easy ones. I tapped my hands gently at the messy hair on the sides hanging from the wig. I do not like stylish bangs.
"Miss, can you hear me?" I forgot that I am connected with an earpiece.
"You are not the only online here, Agent."
"Should we make a move now, Miss?"
"We?"
"Well, I have included my team in this task."
"Without my permission?" I said with my voice becoming cold and precise.
