Emily was constantly being shifted from town to town either by her jobs or from her own mistakes.

Emily had finally settled down in her old hometown or so she thought. Emily was able to find a place to live in the small town which wasn’t to far from her old house & new job.

It wasn’t until the third day of her arrival to the town when she took a walk that so happened to go right past her childhood home. The house was petite like everything else in the town with 5 windows on the front & an old paint job that was in desperate need of repairs. The very image shook Emily to her core to see her childhood home in shambles. She decided once she got her first pay-check from her job at the town’s main office, she would buy the house from whoever owned it at the time.

Two days later it was Emily’s first shift at the office, Emily had already been to the office upon arrival & in her earlier years. The office had felt like the only thing in town that hadn’t been changed or renovated, the only place that felt fit for her. Emily did have a side job of being a handy man but she knew that alone wouldn’t pay the bills & the extra expenses of moving…again, it was because her side job in the first place that she moved here.

One day there were an abundant amount of jobs but they were all in this town. Emily’s real profession wasn’t being a handy man, it was working as a retrieval person for a much bigger company then she was aware of at the time.

Her job ever since she was a teenager was to bring people into the organization & work in the organization like her and sometimes the jobs got messy, being a handyman was just a cover story & a easy way to sneak into people’s houses without raising suspicion.

So when she got a lot of handyman jobs, it meant she had a lot of targets, when Emily heard this news it terrified her to know that there were so many unsuspecting people in her own hometown but what scared her more was that the organization knew where she first lived and with that information the company could find her entire family.

Emily was untouchable before this since the company knew nothing about her besides what she told them meaning she was always on the company’s watch & was feared slightly by her colleagues. It wasn’t until she got her latest jobs, that she was unsafe.

On her first shift at the office, she learned that the company had privately bought the entire office meaning that all the rest of the citizens thought the town owned the bank while she knew the truth & she had learned that the last place in town that felt right was corrupted by the evil of the company.

As the long day came to an end, Emily headed in town to one last final place before the day finished. Emily decided to go to a store that was little & nestled among the other relatively bigger stores & inside was full of books, Emily only had one goal to find answers.

All day she heard people talking about the stone & whenever she asked about it people would change topics. This bookstore was the only place she could think of that would have something about this mysterious stone, all her effort she put into finding the proper books & topics within were for nothing as the street lights turned on and the bookstore was closing.

Her second day of working was unusual seeing how more people visited her private office asking her simple questions like how are you settling into town or do you need a hand with anything and her answer to every question was I am not interested in talking, please leave.

All day Emily couldn’t help but shack the feeling she was being watched everywhere she went but the most at work. Emily was always watchful but it felt like she was being watched from every possible angle, she couldn’t focus on anything other than this feeling of being watched.

She left work early that day & went home in a hurry, once she reached her one story house she put on a black medical mask and dressed in all black. She was allowed to leave early, if it was company orders and today was the first job in this town but she didn’t plan completing the job she planned on getting answers and only answers. Emily did her regular job routine, suit up then call her boss for location orders of her target & where to drop off the target.

Everything was going normal until she asked for the payment in cash and up front at scene, Emily had thought of a plan.

This way the boss would have to make direct contact with her, in the meantime while she waited for the boss to send her the target’s information, Emily took out a laptop she had stolen for the company’s security room when she had gone to return her office’s key.

This way the company wouldn’t see an unusual device logging into their database, Emily knew the company to well, she knew all the loopholes and changes needed in the firewall. Since the computer was from the security’s room it meant it had direct access to the database from there she said looked through thousands and thousands of files until one caught her eye, In field visuals it read.

She clicked the file & found her name, Emily Stroven, she clicked it & then tons of images started popping up and they were of the last places she was &… in her home, the company could see what she was.

She was mortified that the company was doing this, after years of working for them she decided to take action, this time she would confront the company.

THE END?