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I stared at the mission folder that was lying open on my bed. His face was staring right at me.

A face I would never forget.

I groaned frustratedly and slammed the folder shut. I wanted to kill him so badly. I rubbed my stomach and sighed, reopening the folder and reading the information.

Name: Michael Moore

Age: 26

Ethnicity: White British

Occupation: Unemployed

Location: 3 Langford Drive, Southgate, London.

I grabbed my laptop and fired it up, hurriedly going onto Google and searching the address. "You're not far, are you?" I said to myself and chewed on my lip. I made a split decision and took note of the directions and jumped up off my bed. I slipped a cap on my head along with a pair of sunglasses and stuffed my feet into my converses. Once I was ready I grabbed my bag that was now missing a gun thanks to Eli and headed out of my room, clutching the mission folder in my hand.

"What's this?" Blake wondered as I passed him on the stairs and I swore at him when he snatched the folde