Rain fell gently on the city. Rosy was on the roof of a building, her fingers gripping her weapon. A voice spoke to her over her radio.
"The target is moving. On your signal," said a deep voice.
That voice belonged to Ranbir, her new partner. But for one reason or another, Rosy didn't like him very much.
"I see the target," she replied.
"There are three guards. But the window is open," she continued.
"It will be easy to eliminate him then," replied Ranbir.
A silence fell once more. Only the sound of rain accompanied their breathing.
Two assassins, one mission, and an invisible bond that already gripped their hearts tighter than a trigger.
Rosy took a deep breath, ready to attack her target. She squeezed the trigger. A precise shot. The target collapsed behind the window.
The alarms blared immediately. "We've been spotted!" Ranbir shouted.
"Come on, we have to move!" They ran through the rain, their boots slipping on the corrugated iron. Bullets whistled past them. Ranbir grabbed Rosy's hand and dragged her into an abandoned place.
"I think we are safe here," he said.
Their faces were only inches apart. His cold blue eyes stared at her, as if he were waiting for her response. "You should have waited for my signal," he said. "And you should have trusted me enough," she replied.
A flash of lightning illuminated the city. Thunder rumbled. Ranbir hesitated for a second, then kissed her roughly.
A kiss like a gunshot, filled with anger and fear. Rosy was about to say something when an explosion ripped through the neighboring building.
Rosy felt the warm breath, then... nothingness.
She fainted.
Everything became blurry. The last thing she saw was Ranbir reaching out to her through the flames.
Then comes complete darkness.