Keith took out her hairpin and let her lush red hair flow freely, covering the back of her wooden chair.
Although she was in a luxurious office, the chair and table were simplistic. She preferred such settings over shines and blings as they gave her a sense of peace and calm.
Knock! Knock!
"Come in." Keith said in her melodic voice.
A red-haired woman in a combat suit, wearing high heels, having her hair tied in a ponytail, walked into the room.
Her eyes were slightly slanted and her eyebrows were sharp like swords, matching her serious demeanor.
The woman held a file in her hands as she walked in. She bowed in front of Keith and said, "Association Master, this is the list of spies we found so far. Your estimations have resulted in a 200% capture rate."
"200%?" Keith looked up and asked, confused.
