No she answered back and Doom told her to go back to the bedroom and to look at her night stand on the top drawer. Trixy gazed for a moment and then left, she hated when he did that cut her off, and she walked quickly to her room. Why they both had one apiece she did not get as she walked past his door to hers.
She entered and slammed the door, frustrated. Opening the top drawer she saw a large album, and it was tabbed and colored. She opened the first page and started reading. "Trixy, I care for you and have done this for you. Doom" She flipped a few pages and saw that it was almost all his handwriting, a few drawings of her own.
She kept reading and flipping the pages, there was a day a date and a price no name, but the detail was enough; and she finally awoke, she was an assassin. She dropped the album on the bed and stood up and walked to the biggest wall in her room. She had read about the mans mansion and put her left hand on the wall and pressed nothing.
She continued, and nothing and finally a little budge, and with just a little more force the entire wall moved to her like a door. Inside she saw three suits depending on weather and place, four sets of blades, she moved closer to those first and put her finger to the edge and over and it was razor sharp.
She smiled as she saw a scoped sniper rifle that fit her, she wondered about the AR but with the drum mag many rounds and good she thought for last moment up close. She took a small curved blade off of the glass, and thought.
She grabbed the small knife and went back to the book and looked at the dates, she read. She got a little more upset and stormed down the hall, not closing her door, to Dooms and went straight in. Doom looked away from his computer, she came closer.
"So you remember?" Doom knew even if they went at it the wounds would most likely be mortal for both, but she stopped and asked. "That is my bar?" Doom nodded. "I fed Count?" Doom nodded again. "How?" she asked mad. "Darling has stolen your memory time and time again, but if you would just listen I can help you."
Trixy said "No!" "It's okay Trixy calm down." said Doom as she went off her rails. "Count was in my bar?" Doom shook his head again and said. "So far he is the only mark we have not gotten to, Theo has paid for it in fold." Trixy came closer to him and sat down in the chair, she twisted the small knife on the table it made a little hole as it spun.
Doom said to her. "You can do more this time than ever before." Trixy looked at him and asked how? Doom opened his drawer and showed her the letter from Darling to come back as the woman who lost all her children. Doom said. "Get inside and close, you will figure out when as I told you I have paid for it already."
Trixy stood, she thought of it, and the times had changed from older clothes to modern and went back her bedroom, she opened and saw another set of clothes, she took off her long black clothes and switched to blue jeans and a long white frilled shirt, a light vest made her scars on the back not noticeable. She went back and asked Doom.
"How do I get my weapons in past the security through many levels?" Doom looked up at her, and said. "Trixy you already did that and just don't remember."
"Have a good one Doom." "You to Trixy." he said back and she came close and kissed him on the lips, and then walked out the door. It was hard actually to not notice her as not only was her face pretty to look at so was the rest and she knew it, and walked with purpose, she paused for a moment in the new days heat to cool watching the others, purchasing a cool tea.
She walked toward the first set of knights and they did not see her through all the people first, but her assets as well as eyes they soon did and she pulled out the wax covered not, the seal broken and she opened it for them. One knight took the paper and started to read and it was in fact Darling's handwriting signature and style.
"How may we help you?" He asked after reading of her loss and she asked back. "Do you have a job? I am hungry and will do anything." The knight looked at her he remembered Misty asking Darling and said. "Everything is really full, but you can if you like help with the cooking; but its hot." Trixy nodded yes, and the knight gave her back the letter and she walked through the door calm.
She had played this game too many times and calm fooled most. She came down the long hall that Darling would use, the stone steps big six feet by six feet. Little waves in them as she went forward the smell of food in the air, the table to her right and what did she see. Blue, Katz and Mandy sitting eating from good food cooked already.
She walked back to the kitchen and one soldier was with her and told them she was going to help for some money, and Trixy followed another woman to the dirty dishes, and instructed started whipping away the scraps into a trashcan and rinsed the plates off the spray getting in her hair hot, and steamy soon her curly hair was straighter.
