"I'd loe to, but it's against our policy to go out with clients. How about I give you a call once I'm done with work?" she suggested in a hushed tone, clearly well-versed in this kind of situation. This was not her first rodeo at all.
"Sure," I replied.
It was evident that she had taken an interest in me, so I didn't have to fret about being ghosted. I mean, it would make me appear like a complete loser after all the effort I had put into looking good and wealthy. Discover gems at m-vle-mp _yr.
"By the way, we've been talking so much that I forgot to ask your name," I chuckled, even though I already knew her name.
"I'm really sorry for forgetting, my name is Elaine" she giggled, attempting to ease the awkwardness with a laugh.
Observing her, I realized that this woman was not easy to read. I could sense that she was very calculating.
"You're so cute that I actually forgot to tell you my name," she added with a seductive smile.
'This mission might turn out to be easier than I expected.' I chuckled to myself.
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"This is the life!" I exclaimed at the top of my lungs as I drove my new White BMW through the streets, relishing the experience like a pampered, wealthy brat. Although this was my first time behind the wheel of a sports car, I was rapidly improving, all thanks to my skills.
The feel of the gears, the precision of the shifts, the thrill of navigating curves—it all felt incredible to the touch. This was the very essence of the sports car advantage, and merely driving it made it abundantly clear why these machines go for a high price.
As I cruised down the road, I noticed people pausing to take pictures of my car whenever I stopped in traffic. Seeing them drool over my car was like an added bonus, making me smile smugly .
'I still have some time to spare before dinner, so I should visit that place' I declared, pressing down on the pedal. My car shot from 0 to 60 mph in a mere 2.5 seconds, and I felt my body being pushed back by the sheer force of acceleration.
VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The road became my personal playground as I zipped past everyone like a race car driver on caffeine. Traffic ticket? Please, I was like a Formula driver with my lightning-fast reaction time.
*BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP
As I zoomed past the sluggish cars, their drivers honking like angry birds, I couldn't contain my laugh.
"You can't keep up with me! I've activated my 'Douchebag Mode' after getting this sports car," I chuckled, savoring the taste of my arrogance.
VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
After thoroughly annoying dozens of drivers and putting their lives in danger, not to mention their passengers', I finally arrived at my destination. It was a three-story building, and the signboard displayed in bold letters read "GUNS ARCHIVED."
And this is not the only reason why I decided to learn how to use guns now. With my Mind Link, I can control and equip others with weapons. It's like having my own team of gunmen at my disposal.
Just imagining it made me grin like a maniac.
*rat-tat-tat!
*rat-tat-tat!
*rat-tat-tat!
Time seemed to fly by, and before I knew it, I had gained a general mastery of guns. I could handle different guns with confidence and precision, but I understood that simply knowing how to use it wasn't enough.
Practical experience and specialized training were essential to truly become proficient in firearms, and that was a different thing altogether.
But for now , I'm satisfied with this progress .
"Give me handguns and rifles that can't be traced," I commanded.
"All of our guns are traceable," the coach replied.
"Is there a way to make them untraceable?" I inquired.
"We can etch the ballistic fingerprint so they can't trace it back to us, but if they find the gun in your possession, they could still match it," he explained.
"That's sufficient," I responded confidently. Thanks to my system, I could easily use my suggestion on the police to prevent getting arrested in the first place. There was no need to concern myself with it.
After wrapping everything, I entered the CCTV room and commanded everyone to erase all traces of my presence from the surveillance footage.
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On the parking lot .
"That was quite exhausting," I chuckled to myself as I leaned back in my comfortable, expensive leather seat.
Ring Ring Ring
My phone rang, and I answered the call with a mischievous grin.
"I'll be there,"