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“Name: Alex Smith

Age: 19

Profession: Cage fighter

Former Combat Experience: 2023 Eastern Rock Country Club Hostage Crisis

Formal Training: Hand to Hand, CQB, Urban Warfare, and Basic Marksmanship.

Relationships Status: Polygamous–17 known lovers

There is far more to this man than one would think upon initial observation… It is ill advised to engage him in direct combat… Although he does seem to have a weakness for beautiful women… Perhaps seduction is the best method of assassination?

Judging by the man’s excessive lust, this method is likely to end in success. But my own lack of experience in the art of seduction may potentially cause a critical failure in the mission. Still, other methods of assassination have a higher chance of failure. Thus, seduction is probably the most efficient methods of fulfilling the contract.”

The young African beauty was named Amahle, and she was a former covert operative of the National Intelligence Agency of South Africa. However, after growing disillusioned with her job, she suddenly went AWOL, and began a career as a freelance assassin.

In the years since, she had eliminated well over a hundred high profile targets across the globe. But never before had she been hired for a job as petty as killing a soon to be ex-wife if a wealthy billionaire, and her only son.

However, her instincts had told her after reading Alex’s dossier that there was more to the man than meets the eye, and after making a few calls to South Korean intelligence, she learned this was definitely the case.

Thus, she was currently debating with herself what would be the best way to insert herself as a potential love interest for her target. One that would allow her to get close and kill the man without him suspecting anything. Her first suggestion was random chance encounter but after only a few moments of contemplation on this, she believed such a scheme was likely to arouse suspicion.

But after some thorough digging, she found that Alex had a habit of stealing women from other men. And he was currently in the process of doing so to a classmate of his. The current target of Alex’s affection appeared to be his childhood friend, Emily Parker.

Although her primary target was Diana, Amahle felt as if Alex took higher priority. She only had a week to assassinate the both of them, and with Alex’s background, he would likely get in the way of her attempts to assassinate his mother. Thus, once Alex was out of the picture, Diana could easily be taken out.

With all of this in mind, Amahle had come up with a sinister plot to get Alex to notice her, so that she may seduce him, and assassinate the man when his guard was down.

—

Alex showed up at school the next day, the same that he always did. Although on this day, something felt different. The people around the school were all talking about one thing, and for once, it wasn’t the drama between Alex, Chad, and Emily.

Instead, they all mentioned the name of a single student, one which Alex could not even properly pronounce. Supposedly, a new student had transferred from a university in Kenya to UNLV, despite the fact that it was already in the middle of a semester.

The name that kept appearing was Zawadi, and if Alex was being honest, he didn’t really give a shit about this girl. Nowadays, he had so many women by his side that he was really only interested in heroines.

Thus, he went about his daily business, where he continued to escort Emily to and from her classes. After all, she had become dreadfully afraid of Chad, and the idea that he might assault her again if Alex were to leave her side for a single moment.

Alex had even gone so far as to watch the girls cheer practice. Which is indeed where he finally met this new transfer student. When he saw the African beauty, Alex had to admit that she was quite stunning to look at. The young woman had introduced herself to the cheer squad, and spun some sob story that made Emily and the others allow her to try out for a spot on the team.

But throughout the tryouts, this girl kept staring at him. Although she kept flashing him a smile and a flirtatious expression. Alex was convinced the woman was not being the least bit sincere. Rather, to Alex, this was something he had never experienced before.

Though the woman wore a perfect façade of joy and politeness, her eyes gave away her true emotions. And every time she cast a glance towards Alex and flashed a smile, he could see that she was staring at him without the slightest trace of emotion. As if the girl was already dead inside.

No matter who this woman was, or what intentions she had for him, Alex refused to back down. Thus, he played the same game with her that she was playing with him. Flashing a smile whenever their eyes met, while his eyes displayed the cold and calm gaze of a ruthless killer.

This amused Amahle, but she did not wear such an expression on her pretty face. Clearly, by the way her target was acting, he had already seen through her façade, after only a few glances exchanged. And though she didn’t realize it, her false identity was revealed to the man the moment she thought about this.

[Amahle is amused by the fact that you have so quickly seen through her façade!]

[+1 Affection from Amahle!]

[Amahle’s affection: 2/100]

Alex was surprised to see this message appear. Not only was this girl a heroine, but the identity she used to enter the school was a complete and total fabrication. He did not know who this woman was, or what her goals in coming to UNLV were.

But he had a sneaking suspicion he was involved in her schemes. Though he honestly could not fathom why this was the case. Still, Alex decided it would be wise to investigate who Amahle was, and stay cautious whenever she was around.

—

By the time the cheer practice was over, Amahle had passed with flying colors. After all, she had the athleticism of an Olympic athlete. And could easily perform the moves of the cheerleaders despite only trying them now for the first time.

Emily seemed glad to have a new girl on the team, one who she might be able to rely on, unlike her other so called “friends”, all of which whom had previously stabbed her in the back not long ago. Thus, the young cheerleader approached her new comrade and welcomed her to the team.

“I think I speak for everyone, Zawadi, when I say that you are a welcomed addition to the UNLV cheer squad!”

The other girls all nodded their heads in agreement and clapped. But “Zawadi’s” attention was preoccupied by their lone spectator, who she was quick to ask about.

“I’m sorry for asking… But is it normal to have an audience while we practice?”

The girls all fell silent when this newcomer asked this question. As if waiting for Emily to explain herself. Which she ultimately did with a heavy sigh.

“Normally no, but due to some personal problems that I don’t want to get into right now, I have a friend watching over me. Although… If I were you, I would stay away from him. He has a certain way of seducing women….”

Emily’s eyes turned to her other teammates, who she was clearly talking about, all of which wore guilty expressions as they said nothing in response. Normally, they would be fighting with each other over a chance to receive Alex’s attention. But ever since the brutal break up between Chad and Emily, they had been trying not to further get on the woman’s bad side. Since she was clearly attached to Alex more than she let on.

Alex, however, had long since stopped paying attention to the women, and was instead on his phone, trying to find out who this African beauty was, and why had she suddenly come to his school. Of course, there was not a damn thing he could find about her on the internet, due to her abilities to stay clear of the limelight. And this only further made Alex more cautious.

The moment he looked up and saw Emily being friendly with this new potential threat, he decided to interfere. As he approached his childhood friend, and placed a hand on her shoulder. Which shocked the girl as she turned around, only to sigh in relief when she saw it was Alex.

“God dammit Alex, you scared the shit out of me!”

Alex’s attention was entirely on Amahle, who was currently using the alias “Zawadi” for reasons that were completely unknown to him. Yet when he spoke, his words were addressing Emily.

“Emily, it’s almost five. We should get going. I have things to do, and if I’m going to be driving you home, then it’s best if we head out now.”

Amahle met Alex’s stare with one of her own. By now Alex was silently conveying that he suspected she was up to no good, and that he would be protecting “his girl” no matter what. However, Amahle would not allow Alex to slip from her fingers so easily, and thus she wore the prettiest smile she could manage and reached out her hand to properly introduce herself to her target.

“Hello, I’m Zawadi, you’re Alex right? Emily here was just talking about you!”

Alex wore a confident smirk as he firmly grabbed hold of the young African beauty’s hand and returned the gesture.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you… But like I said, Emily and I have to get going. I will see you around ‘Zawadi’….”

The moment Alex said this last part, he released his grip over the woman’s dainty hand, and walked away with Emily, leaving the would be assassin completely stunned. The way that Alex had said her name, it was almost as if he knew it was an alias. No, this wasn’t possible. She must be mistaking things.

Still, it would be best if she approached her target with more caution from here on out. Although Amahle was certain that she had done nothing to let her identity slip. She now knew that Alex’s sense of perception was better than most.

This meant that she would have to become extremely careful with her seduction attempt. After all, Alex had seen through her flirtatious façade by the expression in her eyes alone. This meant that he understood people better than most did. And for a person who made her living by pretending to be someone she was not, a man like Alex was her most dangerous foe.

As for Alex, the moment he led Emily away from Amahle, while he warned her about her new “friend”.

“Be careful around that new girl… I don’t know how to explain it, but she’s not who she says she is…”

Emily tried to look back, but Alex quickly stopped her.

“Don’t look back! Keep your eyes forward…”

The tone in Alex’s voice caused Emily to become slightly frightened as she asked Alex what had caused him to become so paranoid.

“What’s going on? Why are you being so paranoid?”

Alex, however, didn’t respond until he got Emily in his car. And by then he had begun to behave even more strange, as he looked under the car, and inspected it with his EDC flashlight. Ensuring that his brake lines were intact, or that there was not a bomb attached to the vehicle in any way.

Once he had performed a brief but thorough inspection of the super car, Alex climbed inside, where he drove Emily home. On the way there, she could not help but ask Alex again about why he was being so paranoid.

“Alex… You’re scaring me! What’s going on?”

Alex did not respond with his thoughts, simply because he had no proof to verify his claims, or even circumstantial evidence to make them seme remotely plausible. Thus, he simply scoffed, and said the words that were most likely to get Emily to back off.

“You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you…”