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It had taken almost a week of hunting, planing, and watching, but finally she had taken out the next hit on her list. Sure there was going to have to be more, though with each hit she got closer to her main mark. To think that no one wanted to take this job, but all that it really took was watching for everyday habits to figure when to strike. A smile showed on the ruby lips of the black haired woman as the simple words flashed across the screen of her phone. Download Complete.

“That was easier to get than I even expected.” The woman said with a bit of a bell like laugh, as she pressed the power button on her phone. As much as she wanted to enjoy this moment, of taking out another person under Li's protection, her watch started beeping softly telling her it was time to leave. With a slight frown Lola pulled the now empty needle, that had been filled with enough adrenaline to make Mr. Smith's heart beat so fast that it crocked out, from his arm. The mark from the needle was small, from hitting the blood vain on the first try. Her gloved hands straightening Smith's suit as she leaned up leaving a kiss on his cheek and pinning the note to his jacket. She straightened her own dress suit and fake glasses, before grabbing a stack of folders with blank paper in them, before heading out of the office.

Lola was careful as she walked through the crowded hallway not to draw attention to herself, staying calm, walking slowly, and avoiding eye contact. It wasn't until she got to the stair well that she started running, the smell of vanilla and cherries filling the small compact room as she quickly run down the flights of stairs leaving the blank files behind. She needed to get out of the building as soon as possible, it wouldn't be long before they found the body and locked down the building.

As soon as she got out of the building she couldn't help but look up at the window that was Smith's office, before heading across the street and into the alleyway. Today her plan had worked out perfectly, but she was smart enough to know that it was luck. If no one noticed her, or looked into her short lived so called employment at the company, than it would be seer luck. Not that she used her real name, instead she used the name Elle Doe.

With a relived sigh she pulling the black wig off of her head, and let her long straight blonde hair loose from the pins. Throwing the wig and fake glasses in one of the dumpsters before continuing to walk, this alley going around to the back of the hospital which she worked at. Lola removed the colored contacts and plastic that covered her lips throwing them into the trash of the locker room, before getting redressed in her scrubs and starting her day at her actual job as a nurse.

It wouldn't been a usual morning if his phone didn't ring. As he thought that today would be any different but of course, he was wrong. He rolled over and answered his phone as a feminine but dominate voice spoke. "She has struck again and this time, it a bit bigger than before." The dial tone could be heard now as Jung didn't waste no time getting up from his bed and getting dressed, grabbing a few essential items that he may need.

Of course, being the top spy and assassin, you needed to have certain connections and Jung definitely had that within the town. He dressed himself in police gear then grabbed his bag of goodies before exiting his home and driveway. He parked his car down the street then walked the rest of the way, making it to the scene within a matter of minutes as he scaled the building then saw someone else that under his protection murdered. 'That bitch.' He cursed to himself while seeing his head agent stare at him. She walked over towards him, her heels clicking against the floor and stood beside him, whispering.

"She is relentless. She must be stopped." Her voice said as he nodded his head, walking closer to the desk now, seeing any clue he could find as to what L had been locking for. His eyes caught sight of the computer then looked around before taking a few pictures then straightening up and walking away from the scene. His head agent, Agent Sanders crept up behind him. "Any shocking developments?" She inquired as he handed her his phone, showing her the pictures of the screen that had Mr. Smith's bank account information on there.

With a sigh, he grabbed his phone back then followed walked down towards the hospital. He had an old friend to see in there and needed to get some answers. "Ah, Makayla." He said upon entering at the receptionist desk as the female behind it eyed Jung. "I am not getting back into the agency for the hundredth time." Makayla snapped as Jung placed his index finger over his lips, shushing her. "Just came by to see how you were doing and stuff but I can see you are doing well. I'll take my leave." Jung nodded his head as Makayla sighed then lowered her head at her desk. Jung bumped into a blonde headed female and eyed her. "Sorry about that, darling." He winked then walked past her.

Outside, Jung leaned against one of the pillars that held the building together then raised a brow. 'Why is L going after my people and no one else's?' He thought to himself as he began to take a slight stroll.

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With her last mark being such a easily kill and get away, Lola couldn't help but feel a little sad. There had been no rush to the kill, no fight or even any having to work to get the pass to his bank accounts. He had willingly given it up. If she had a choice she likely would have let him live. Though that wouldn't have gotten her paid. Plus she wouldn't be able to play her little game with Jung, she was enjoying playing cat and mouse with the oh so great spy, who couldn't protect his people. Her being the cat and his people being the mice.

Now all she had to do was look over those bank accounts before transferring them. With any luck she would be able to figure out where to find her next target. Miss Jolena Carver, the person who ranked somewhere above Smith on Lola's list. Carver was after all the one that paid Smith. Lola was still rather deep in thought as she turned the corner towards the receptionist desk.

She had things to plan, and people to see after work. Her eyes widened when she saw Jung Li talking to the receptionist, a moment of sheer panic filling her mind as she continued to walk. Shit! I was so careful. Lola thought annoyed, how the hell did he find her so quickly? Though she let out a sigh of relief when she heard Makayla's words. Sure it was something to worry about, there being an informant of Li's here, but it would be something to worry about finding a way to fix later.

With a bit of a smile she started to walk past him, knowing she was in the clear. What she wasn't expecting was him to turn and walk right into her. Lola's hand going to his pocket out of instinct and quickly picking his phone from his pocket, and put it into her own. She blinked a little bit out of surprise before her smile returned.

"That's alright sweetie." She answered looking him over as he walked past her. She watched him walk outside before continuing her walk to start her rounds. What hell was I thinking! Lola screamed at herself in her head, stealing his phone was going to make things easier, but it was to big of a risk, even for her. He could track it, hell he might have already noticed it was gone. Stupid, stupid! She scolded herself before looking down at his phone.

It wasn't locked and it opened to the pictures of Smith's bank account on his computer. Her finger flicked through the rest of the pictures, a smile spread on her face again. Actually this could be helpful. Lola thought as she finally found an empty room, locking the door and moving out of sight of the door. A pen and paper on the floor beside her as she started looking through it.

Jung had made it back to his car and started the vehicle then exited the parking lot, reaching for his phone to call Agent Sanders, to inform her that Makayla isn't coming back. But his phone was nowhere on him but he could've sworn that he had it. His mind played flashbacks as he just remembered that he bumped into a blonde headed female and possibly she had pick-pocketed him. 'That bitch.' He thought, immediately making a U-turn and heading back towards the hospital.

He rushed through the doors and went up to the desk again. Makayla eyed him with a sigh as she was fixing to speak but Jung cut her off. "I am not here for that. That blonde headed female? What floor is she on?" Jung asked towards Makayla as she raised a brow at him. "I cannot give that information out, Jung." She said towards him as he tried his best to charm her, a bit. "What if you gave me the information and I take you out for a dinner and movie?" He said as Makayla chuckled a bit. "Oh, Jung, you cannot charm me, remember? Keep your date idea. She works on the fifth floor." When Makayla gave Jung the floor number, he immediately rushed towards the elevator and hitting the number five button.

The elevator dinged and the doors rolled open and out shot Jung as he looked into every room window until coming across that had to window. He placed his hand on the knob and saw that it was locked. He repeatedly turned the knob as he looked left then right before digging in his pocket and pulling out a dagger from his boot. He took the dagger and stuck it in the keyhole, wiggling it until he heard a click then burst through the doors, looking at the blonde headed female and saw his phone.

"What do you think you are doing?" He asked her while walking closer and immediately grabbing his phone, going through it to make sure everything was intact and that she didn't tamper with the evidence. Jung raised a brow at the blonde headed female then scanned her body with his eyes then looked back into her eyes. "Who are you? You're not a nurse, are you?" Jung still had his dagger in hand as he tucked his phone in the back pocket of his pants.

This female was no ordinary nurse and if it wasn't obvious before, it was damn sure obvious now. Another flashback played in his mind as he could've sworn that he had seen the female before but it couldn't have been. She was dead when he left her laying on her apartment floor, at least, he thought she was. It was kind of hard to tell as the room was only half lit.

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Lola's fingers quickly scrolled through the pictures on the phone, it was sort of like having mini flash backs. Mr. Mitchwell, Ms. Reid, Steven Green, and then Mr. Smith it was funny really that she had gotten away with three other marks before she actually ran into Jung himself. She quickly shook her head though, writing down the cells number itself, moving on to his contacts next. She had time to write down the context information of her next mark, and started to look through his emails or more information before the door knob started rattling. 'Oh damn it!' Lola thought swiping the phone clear and pulling the pictures back up, before stuffing the piece of paper she had been writing on in her bra.

She didn't have the time to hide the phone somewhere before the door opened and he walked towards her. Lola hand that held the phone stretched out to hand it to him, as she swallowed but didn't answer his question. Simply unable to think of a lie that would make sense as to why she would steal his phone. Instead her mind was more panicked that he knew who she was, he had came close to killing her the last time they had seen each other. While she had been able to hang onto her life until he left, she still would have bleed to death if it hadn't been for her neighbor seeing her door and opened and checking on her.

Lola's eyes were trained on his knife as he checked his phone, the memory of her near death threatened to make her shake. She had been so stupid to take the phone! However, when he asked who she was, the realizion that he might not have realized who she was brought her back to her senses. She frowned looking at him instead of the knife as he said she wasn't even a nurse. She might have been a spy, but she was a nurse as well, it truly was her day job. "Elizabeth Tanner, and yes I am an nurse. I just...needed the money and some woman said she would give me a hundred dollars to steal your phone and leave it here." She lied her ass off keeping a straight face.

"If you don't believe me, my nurses badge is on my hip." She continued knowing that if she could get him close enough to get a good blow between the legs, and it would give her time to get away from him.

Jung looked at the male before him and studied her features one more time before making a last judgement call on if she really was his target at the time. When she explained to him as to why she took his phone, he put away his blade and tucked it back inside of his jacket. Jung raised a brow at her then took a few steps back. "I believe you." He muttered while turning heel and looking out towards the blank wall before him. "I've been a bit on edge, as of late." He muttered softly in almost a whisper as he turned back towards her.

"Stay a nurse, never change your profession." He walked up to her and grasped her arms a little with his hands, staring at her in her eyes. Her eyes had a familiar sparkle and shine about them as he was a bit memorized. This female before him looked so much like the one who left the guild and the one he was assigned to kill. Was it all in his head? Did he have deeper feelings and not really finish the job? Jung sighed softly to himself while releasing her from his grasp and leaving the room without muttering another word.

Makayla was standing outside, smoking a cigarette as she knew something was wrong with Jung. "Hey, what's up?" Jung eyed her then shook his head as he swiftly took the cigarette out of her hand and took a few puffs before walking away, a trail of smoke left behind him. Jung wasn't in the right state of mind right about now as he grabbed his cell phone and dialed Agent Saunders. "I'm going home for the day. Too much to handle for one day." Agent Saunders understood and just wanted him to check in with her if he needed anything.

After a brief conversation, he hung the phone up and placed it in the cup holder of his vehicle then sped off. Jung found his way home and opened up the door though felt that something wasn't right. He entered his home a bit cautiously and looked around every corner before making a full turn. He leaned his back against a wall then soon followed his head as he let out a breath. But he couldn't get too comfortable as someone shot out of his hallway closet and immediately went to firing a gun towards him. Jung quickly ducked and rolled out of the way then leaped up and threw his knife into his shooting arm.

When the person dropped the gun, Jung lounged towards the male then gave him a few swift knees to the ribs before pressing him against the wall, his arm embedded in his throat region. "Who sent you?!" The male refused to answer so he kneed him in the ribs again then pressed him back against the wall. "Who, damn it?!" Again the male refused to answer so Jung swiftly grabbed his knife from the shooting arm then took a few steps back then gave the male a spinning roundhouse kick to the skull, leaving him unconscious on the floor. Jung breathed heavily then pressed his back against the wall again before sliding down it to sit on the floor.

Someone was now after him and he must find out who before more innocent people and even him, get killed.

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Lola didn't expect him to believe her story that she was just a simple nurse, but the reliving sigh that left her lips was real, and she stayed quiet as he said he was on edge. Fighting a smile at the fact she was the one doing that to him, she was the one making him a nervous wreak. Funny how he was so off not to simply know it was her, but she was thankful for that fact. When he grabbed her arms telling her to stay a nurse, her whole body tensed up, in her mind expecting to be stabbed again. Her eyes looked up in his for a moment, if things had been different she might have been happy to see him again. She might have had the same feelings she had before he tried to kill her, but that was stupid because that was how she had let her guard down. When she was younger, stupid, and believed his lies. When he left without a word she stood therefor a moment before she sat on the hospital bed, feeling herself shaking slightly.

Well at least one thing about him hasn't changed. Lola thought before running a hand over her face trying to pull herself together, or at least enough to finish her shift. She thought about informing Makayla that she knew she had told Jung what floor she worked on, or better yet getting her fired by mentioning that he had threatened her with a knife to the nurses above the girls head. By the end of the shift though she decided she would take care of it herself, the plan no longer being to lose her alone, but bid her time. She sat in her car for a few moments in the parking lot of her apartment building before going in and pulled out her own phone and sent a text out.

"Hey Liam, have a few things I need you search and hack for me."

"Don't send me texts about this shit L!

Sorry sweetheart. Can I come over? She waited for a few moments before he phone dinged again and she looked down at it.

"ETA two hours. Bring Chinese food."

Lola smiled down at her phone before getting out of her car and heading up to her apartment, doing the same quick search she always did before going to her bedroom. Changing out of her scrubs and pulling her hair down from its high pontytail before headed back out. She stopped at the Chinese place near Liam's house before heading to the large two bedroom house, instead of going to the front door she headed around the house and knocked on the basement door where she knew he would be waiting for her. The blonde male held the door open for her, taking the bags of Chinese food from her as she came in. "You know not to text me shat about hacking, L. You know how easy it is to hack phones and shat?" He started on her.

Lola rolled her eyes sitting at the basement table and grabbing the honey chicken and rice she had ordered herself and a few egg rolls. "Sorry Liam, I was excited and forgot." She said getting a look but not much else before he sat down and starting to eat as well. The silence being both peaceful and akwkard, as long as the two knew each other they still had the rule not to talk about their personal lives. Even though Liam knew a lot about Lola from searching, he had never said anything about.

"So...what do you got for me?" He asked after a few moments and Lola pulled the folded piece of paper out of her bra, ignoring his smirk. "Keeping it close to your heart there Lola?" He asked taking the piece of paper while she frowned at him. "It's what I managed to get off of Jung's phone today before he realized that I had it and tracked me back down to get it back." Liam gave an impressed look to her before unfolding the paper and seeing what she got. "Also I need one of those safe phones you keep here for me."

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Jung was still in a state of panic as he disposed of the lifeless body that was left in his home. His mind ran a bit frantic right about now as he tries to remember all of the people who has wronged him and the people he has killed when he found out. Jung grunted with frustration, basically knocking everything down off a nearby wall and picking them up off of the ground only to throw them across the room. Jung's only choice now was to escape. Get away and possibility never come back. But being the number one assassin and spy in his league, he wasn't so easy to get rid of.

He sat down still in a bit of a frantic mood as he rocked back and forth, thinking of who could be after him now. First, he has this L person to deal with and now someone else is targeting him but who could it be. Jung leaned back further on his couch, only to see a shadowy figure behind him. He jumped up with a gasp and immediately took a defensive stance. "Hello there, son." That raspy, familiar voice spoke and he knew exactly who it was. His father. Well, not exactly his father but the man who raised him, trained and taught him everything he knows. "I told you that you were going to regret it, didn't I? Now you just have to enjoy the ride." Jung leaped over the couch and attempted to attack the shadowy figure but he somewhat disappeared.

Jung didn't need to hunted down just yet. Not by his past anyway. Running his slender talons through his raven, silky hair, he reached and grabbed his car keys then drove straight towards Agent Saunders home. When he arrived, he got out of his vehicle and saw that the door had been broken into. 'Oh, no.' He thought as he sprinted inside and ran up the stairs, only to see Agent Saunders dead body on her bathroom floor. Sobbing quietly to himself, Jung rested on his knee, clutching his agent's body to his.

It devastated Jung and a few minutes later, he heard sirens approaching. Jung kissed the forehead of Agent Saunders body then directed the police to where her body was. He couldn't bare it anymore. Jung sat on the second to last step, thinking and suddenly, it hit him. If this man want a war with him then a war he shall receive. Jung lifted himself up off of the stairs and got back into his vehicle, driving back home, where he striped down and only having a pair of sweat pants. He lead himself down to his basement and flicked on the light.

It was his training area, which was set up with a few dummies. He laid out an assortment of weapons for himself and started training on the dummies, hitting them with everything he got and landing some successful shots and stabs. After practicing for about an hour or so, with heavy breaths, he sat down in the middle of the floor and just did nothing but sob again. Agent Saunders did not deserve to die and he was definitely going to get his revenge by any means necessary.