‘English Daisy’ was one of the world’s top assassins. Her
years of hand to hand combat training had made her the deadliest person within
striking distance.
But she was also a woman, a beautiful one, and so, as her
boss, I had her.
As well as ‘Poison Dart Frog’.
Daisy found out, and next I saw her, she slapped me.
This made me wonder why, a woman who knew literally
thousands of ways to inflict pain, injury or death with her hands, would
deliver a blow that was so weak and… ladylike.
I found out why when I passed out.
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