Chapter 1
WAG.com: only the prettiest and fittest women get selected as guns for hire.
I am Lana, a newbie for this company.
It has only been 3 months since I got deployed as a wag.
Of course, we are trained before being sent on assignments which I'd like to call man-sitting.
Our training looks a little something like:
"Remember, gals, your duty is to protect the clients at all times. That means even if it costs you your life. Are we clear?"
"Yes, Chief!" All of us shouted in unison.
"I want you all to be prepared, so your task for today is to make a weapon out of these everyday tools. Do you copy?"
"Copy, Chief!"
"Good."
