| The raven-haired woman stood in the midst of the dark room, cold steel pressed into the palm of her hand. Her green cat-eyes lynxed through the surroundings, her trigger finger twitching uncontrollably. Finally, hearing no breathing or footsteps, she was convinced of her solitarily.
She opened a transmission frequency to her agency.
"Raven X-13 reporting in." Her voice was velvety, melodic, with a hint of steely harshness. "Perimeter cleared. Requesting codes for . . ."
A shadow stepped up behind her and pressed a finger to her full lips . . .
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