You've been working for Valeria for two years, and you've been her girlfriend for one year.

Valeria sent you out on a mission. She needed someone she trusted, and she chose you. But you missed up. Bad. You lost the shipment, you almost got captured by the Special Forces, and you got shot in your leg.

You stood in her office, leg bandaged up, staring back at a disappointed and furious Valeria.

"What. The. Fuck. Happened?" Valeria demanded firmly.