As the group of three left the house, the one woman left inside stopped waving.
She kept her seat on the couch for a small amount of time until she was sure they wouldn't come back, then without ceremony, she stood up walking over to a closet that was rarely ever unlocked and opened it to reveal the contents.
Inside was a bound and gagged girl who was quite unconscious, if anyone had been looking at the two, they would have noted that they seem to appear exactly the same down to the very last detail. They might have also noted that the bound girl seemed to flicker like a broken lightbulb in an out of visibility, or maybe even existence itself, with every movement her impostor, because that was what the unbound Kel was, made.
The doppelganger, with Kel’s face, frowned. She hadn't been told that the AI had a scanning ability. She was lucky that he hadn't decided to scan her, that would have very much been a problem. It was most likely because her current form hadn't registered as a metabeing to whatever sense he was using. She patted herself on the back a bit for her foresight, ignoring the fact that it hadn't been foresight at all only dumb luck, same difference really.
The imposter allowed Kel’s existence to bleed out of her and back into herself. Her own reality warping back into its original shape once again. She was no longer a red-headed human girl, but the assassin known simply as The Nameless. Her mind no longer clouded with the thoughts of the body she had mimicked, Nameless made note that this time she had kept the scar on her host's bicep and took out her phone. A cheap disposable model, it didn’t even have holographic imaging or AR support. Still, it did well for her purposes.
She had many, each with its own number. It had long been a rule to never use one for over a month in total. As she turned on this phone, she input a number that had been memorized specifically for this job, a job that had very clearly gone wrong.
The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.
The phone picked up immediately. She didn’t even give the recipient the time for an obligatory ‘hello’ before she began speaking
“You didn’t come in.”
“What? When?” The recipient of the call was clearly confused.
“Put me on the line with Dale.”
“I-I can’t…”
“Now.”
There was shuffling over the phone for about ten seconds then a slimy, masculine voice seemed to lick its way into her ears.
“Well, Well, if it isn’t my favorite contract killer. To what tragedy to I owe the pleasure.”
“You missed your cue, Ringmand.”
“cue? Whatever could you mean?” The voice over the phone was starting to sound disgruntled, though he hit it well under his obviously false cheer.
“The targets were just here. I was in my disguise and had them distracted, where were you?”
“What?” the guise started to fall away with his confusion and dissipated completely with his anger “WHAT! How could that possibly happen!? The plan was so simple how did you mess it up?”
“Don't try to pin this on me Dale.” she spat his first name like a curse. “I wasn't the one who failed to send the signal, check with your own men.”
Dale snorted, “And you couldn't even deal with some F-ranks”
“That was not in our contract.”
“By the books as ever, I see.”
“Are you going to check or not.”
There was some more rustling, this time accompanied by murmuring most of which Nameless couldn't make out. She did make out the words ‘alleyway’ and ‘unconscious’ followed by the recognizable sound of a fist slamming on the table.
“It seems there may have been a bit of a mishap, I have reason to believe they may be aware of us now.”
“They most likely avoided your scouts by taking the least conspicuous roads. I did tell you to place a unit at every intersection.”
She heard a satisfactory growl escape Dale Ringmand’s lips and fought back a smile.
“I'm going to try one last time to attack based on stealth, keep this event in the shadows so to speak, but in the event that fails do we have a guarantee of your help?”
“As long as it's in the contract.” and with that, The Nameless hung up.