I made a note to keep an eye on her when a psychopath with an axe killed everybody in her grandfather's hotel but her.
When her boat sunk and an unknown species of sharks ate her boyfriend and her friends I put a full time surveillance team on her.
The surveillance team was killed by a malfunctioning autonomous border defense robot. She survived, of course, but my mention of her was dismissed by my skeptical boss.
Then a pack of dogs exposed to a military grade adrenal stimulant got somehow loose in her neighborhood. As the paramedics helped her -and only her- out of her building, my boss relented and told me to hire her as an independent survival consultant.
I blanched and offered my resignation on the spot. I had meant to trick the enemy into hiring her.
After all, she was always the only survivor.
.finis.
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2 comments:
*snicker* I love that little twist there at the end. And I can totally understand the thoughts behind that desire. lOved this.
Do you know what I hate about your fics? They are so freaking awesome, but so short! I always get hooked! I wanna know more: who she is, how she does it, who's the smart guy, who's his enemy, who does he work for, and so on and so forth. You're such a tease.
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