Rachel Eckermann 10

"The Italians will come first. You will not be able to tell whether they are real or unreal," heard Claire. She put her thumb on the scanner. Her apartment door opened. "Lights," she said and the light turned on. She sat on the black sofa and turned on the television. She could sense a presence. She took out a sword and stabbed into the cushions on the horizontal part of the sofa as quickly as she could. Blood spilled out. She went to her wardrobe and  took off her clothing. The lights above her were buzzing. She looked up and thought she saw something. She took a silencer out of one of her boots and shot behind her. That was it for the Italians. Now the Chinese would come. She would have to wait for them. Claire was smiling. Gabriel was dead. That was good. They had squeezed out all the information out of him anyway. He could offer them no more. But she was a little bit anxious, uncomfortable. The television was on. She silenced the television. "Can you see me, Rachel?" I can see you fine. "What next?" Look directly into the television. "What next?" We'll send a clean up guy. He's the best. Are you missing anything? "Just my ring." The Japanese are going to come next. Not the Chinese. "Do you know anything about Etienne?" I think we may have underestimated her connections. We will still remove all obstacles.