Across the city, in a fancy apartment, Penelope was getting ready for her meeting with Mike.
She put on a tight red dress and fixed her makeup. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled.
"Stupid Berlin," Penelope said to herself. "She actually thinks I've changed. She has no idea what's coming."
Her phone buzzed. It was a text from Mike: "On my way. We need to talk."
Penelope smiled. Mike always said they "needed to talk" when he was upset about something. But he always ended up doing exactly what she wanted.
At 10:45, there was a knock on her door. Penelope opened it to find Mike standing there, looking handsome as always in his expensive suit.
"Come in," Penelope said sweetly.
Mike walked in and immediately started talking. "Penelope, I can't keep doing this. Helping you hurt innocent people. It's wrong."
