I retired many years ago from my life as a secret agent and a hit man.
I settled down in a small town, with a new identity, a new name, and a new life.
I had gotten married, had several children, and thought my past would never catch up with me.
But this morning, as I did the School run, I spotted a car following me.
After dropping the kids off, they made their move.
They grabbed me from behind and dragged me into a van.
They took me for the woman I was and not the deadly man I used to be.
They thought my husband was the person they were looking for and could use me to get to him.
They drove me back to my home and made me let them in.
When they tried to tie me to a chair, I turned upon them.
They were shocked to learn how deadly I was.
I took two of them out and injured the third.
I tied them up and wondered what I was going to do with them.
How was I going to get rid of them before I had to pick up the kids from School?
Then there was my husband, who had no idea of my previous life, and who would take it when he got home from work and found these people tied up in the basement.
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