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Gabriel Knight still had an amused grin on his face. He was smooth. It wouldn’t be long before he had her eating out of his hand, figuratively speaking. The trick with the four-leaf clover was genius. Of course, he had already known what she was looking for. He knew almost everything about her. Because he was thorough. That’s why he had been given the assignment. He was a rising star and the girl was an easy target. He would not fail.
He flipped open his phone and called the number. A cold voice said, “Yes?”
“First contact made. No complications. It won’t be long.” His report was direct, his sentences clipped. The key was to only give the facts.
The hard voice replied, “Good. I knew you were the right one for the job. Do not fail me, Gabriel. Get the girl. Report after your next contact.”
“Yes, my lord.”
He ended the call.
He smiled again. His first contact with the girl had been far more interesting that he had expected it to be. He had meant what he had said about her being unusual. Although to her it had probably been a strange remark, he had meant it as a compliment. Unusual-weird was bad, but she was unusual-interesting, unusual-unique, unusual-quirky. That was good. He suspected that he would quite enjoy this mission. It might even be regrettable to him if it all ended with her death, which was very likely under the circumstances.