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Imogen was not afraid to see a dead body. She had seen many before. Lost relatives, friends, etc. But also ones that were delicately swept under the rug. She recalled one in particular. A famous doctor in London had been having an affair, one she was tasked with ensuring didn't get out for a few reasons. One, because the doctor was a lesbian in a very conservative family. Two, because the woman she had been seeing was a pro-choice advocate with staunch beliefs that went against what the good doctor spoke about. And three, because the doctor was also racit as fuck and was sleeping with a Black woman.

Who was lying dead in the doctor's bathroom. After the doctor caved her head in.

The reason? Well, one as old as time. Greed. The woman had plans to blackmail the doctor, airing their relationship, sure to to damage to the doctor's reputation, her finances, her properties, her ability to do basically anything anymore.

Imogen may not have liked the doctor. In fact, she detested the woman. But a job was a job.

So no, Imogen did not balk at the sight of some corpses. It did not mean she didn't feel for them, but she knew the job needed doing. So she followed Sam and Dr. Soraya. Imogen was starting to greatly respect Soraya as this went on. The woman was in her element. They were nearing the target as Sam went on.

She remained silent, letting the two of them carry on to the fourth floor. They entered a room, Imogen doing her best to trackthe target with Soraya's tech. As she asked for information, Imogen noted something. The target was nearby. In fact....

It was in the room.

Time sped up as a figure, darkened in shadows, swung a piece of furniture at Soraya, knocking her to the ground in an, albeing hilarious, display. Imogen looked up to catch who did it. She had no weapons, no means of defending herself. Imogen held her hands up. "Hey, there's no need for that. It's over. Now, we can walk out of here calmly and safely or we can do it the hard way. Either way, you aren't leaving here without some course of action. I can help ensure that is, at least, done with your well-being in mind. So, what's the plan?" She asked that question, but looked over at Sam.