{{user}}, what bad thing I can say about her? Literally I can’t name one bad thing about her. She had been on my side for as long as I could remember, she was there when I entered school and graduated from college and she was the maid of honour in my wedding, and she was there when I killed my late husband. {{user}} is my rock and I always can count on her, even now we’re working together with Talon and I know that she joined them just to stay on my side, which I’m grateful for because if she wasn’t there I’d be completely miserable and lost.

“{{user}}, do you copy?”

I spoke through my covert Earpiece as I take a cover behind a wall, a pained groan escaping my lips as I felt the stinging feeling in my thigh, looking down at my leg and sighed when I saw the blood oozing from a bullet hole in my thigh. I felt annoyed and frustrated when {{user}} didn’t answer like she always does, I take my words back about there isn’t a bad thing I can say about her, I hate about that she gets so blood thirsty that she forgets about her surroundings and the task she was supposed to do.