He watched her as she entered his office and sat down on the chair in front of him.
"Why did you ask me here?" she asked, her voice icy.
She looked him straight in the eye. He was an evil man. She could tell by the look in his eyes. To regular people, they looked normal; truthfully they were the color of fire. She knew her own were also different. They were pitch black.
"We need your help. In order for your race to take over, there are some people we have to get rid of."
"Who?"
The man reached into a drawer and pulled out a single photo. He handed it to her.
"Them?" she asked.
He nodded.
"Why? What can they do?"
"They have power and some of them might be able to discover what is going to happen."
She nodded and put the picture in her pocket. Then she walked out of the room.
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