Mission

Karla Sanguine had had an eventful few months.

Before all of this clausterfuck happened, she had been a low time spy working for the Third Pulse. 

Her job had been to gather information from his rivals, and her base of operations had been in a luxurious club, exactly like the one tonight's mission would occur in.

Karla couldn't claim to enjoy her profession. For one, she hadn't chosen to do it. 

When there were mouths to feed and no money or food to do it, one tended to let go of choice. To feed and raise her sister, Kiana, she had entered into the life of falsehood and deceit and eventually ended up serving under the Third Pulse.

Her years of service had gone on flawlessly. She was a natural when it came to extracting information from drunken and lost men who had come for a good time.

 She couldn't say she enjoyed it, but even she had to admit her talent at the job.