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Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise
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Abbey looked around at this group of strangers. A few of them seemed to know each other, while the others were just as quiet as she was.

Pulling her honey blonde hair into a short ponytail, she took a moment to take a peek at the occupants of the room. Subconciously she tugged her white t-shirt down eventhough it would never cover her belly button. Due to her line of work, tight and flexible clothing is a necessity. She almost wished she had something other than the spandex black and green pants she had on now.

Glancing down she checked her holsters. She had a pistol at her right hip as well as one strapped to her left thigh. She bent over to run her hands down her boots where she kept her collection of knives. Although she felt no hostility or danger in this group, she always had her guard up.

Being a double agent will do that to you, she thought to herself.

She took her black knap sack off of her shouders and set in on the floor. Leaning back some she streached out her back and shoulders. Unaware of why she was here, she almost welcomed the change in scenery.

"So, where are we and what are we doing here?", she asked anyone who would listen. She didn't know how long they would be her so she decided to have a seat on the floor.
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