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"I want two people dead." He said, "Ten thousand for the job, done in a week."

"Gotcha," She replied, twisting a knife around her nimble fingers, "Any specifications? Time? Method? Anyone in particular to frame?"

"Nope, all your style, girl." He placed the suitcase on the table, "Are you as good as they all say?"

"If I wasn't," She leaned foreward, "Why did you come to me?"

"I heard you get the job done," He slid two labled photos to her, "That's all."

She smirked, her face adorned by shadows

"Done."

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