Part 2

She motions at a nearby table, "please sit. We have a lot to cover."

I cautiously sit down, confused about who she is and what is happening. In all my years, this has never happened before, "I'm sorry. Do I know you?" I ask bluntly as she sits down across from me.

"Ah, yes. I apologize for all the cloak and dagger; my name's Kaye. I'm your current client. Please excuse my rudeness for running away earlier; I had to test your ability." She says warmly, extending her hand.

I shake it slowly with my right, sliding my left hand down my leg towards my concealed revolver. My client, huh? I'm not currently contracted. My hand grows close to my 9mm; I've learned this life is a dangerous game, and seeing people's remaining life isn't the only power I've got keeping me in it. She lets go of my hand and appears to overlook my suspicion.

"I'm surprised," she continues. "You come highly recommended on the market for knowing everything about a person with just a touch. It seems this must've been an exaggeration, like most things are these days. You must have seen something, though, to recognize me just from our arms grazing; quite impressive. But you failed to ascertain at least a few things about me, it seems." She says, a devilish smile spreading across her face.

I remain deathly silent, at a loss for words, knowing the wrong ones could very well be my last. As for this time, I get the sense that I am the pawn, and she is the seer. Our moves are all but predetermined; I am just blind as to their result. My hand reaches the gun and pulls it out of its holster, cocking it softly. Not realizing how nervous I had been, I finally breathed.

The woman smiles, "you've come prepared, I see. But, alas, so have I; if violence is the game you wish to play." I hear the slight cock of another gun under the table.

My heart nearly leaps out of my body. Damn, she got me. "Who are you?" I finally muster, my hand tightly wrapped around the gun, my finger resting on the trigger.

She laughs heartily. "I already told you," she says in kind. "I'm your client, Kaye."

"No, who are you?" I say unwaveringly.

She smiles, "well, since you put it so politely..." she says, rolling her eyes. "That gun under the table, what's it do?"

I sit there blankly and repeat my question, "Who are you?"

"Oh joy, I can see you are good at answering questions too!"She says sarcastically. "It's no ordinary gun, now is it? No, no, not at all. You can actually shoot people's memory's into their minds, can't you?"

Sweat rolls down my face, and I tighten the grip on my gun. So much so that I can feel my knuckles whitening, trying not to implode from the stress of my grasp. However, incapable of mustering up the courage, I stay silent.

"Nothing to say, huh?" She continues. "Well, I'll keep going then. This power suits two particular functions. One, you can help clients regain their memories by fusing their life into the bullets. Or two, and this is my favorite; you can destroy someone's mind by infusing several people's lives into a bullet. Subsequently, the person dies because they cannot handle the information overload. Or their brain is effectively destroyed, leaving them a shell of a human being to be left on life support forever. Never being able to distinguish between their memories and someone else's. Never to know who they are again." She says, smiling.

"Yeah, you know what my power does. So what?" I say, pulling my gun out from under the table. "Guess there's no point in hiding it then. Now what do you want?"

She pulls hers out from under the table in the same fashion. "Or so... that is how it is supposed to function." She continues.

My ears perk up, "huh?"

"However, it seems that you haven't quite perfected your craft yet." She says, pulling her sunglasses down for the first time since we had met. Revealing her left eye to be nothing more than a socket.

My eyes go wide with shock; impossible; no one could survive that. Not only the physical damage. But mental that should've left her mind shattered for centuries.

"So indeed Karin, what do I want?"

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