51-GGC Genesis Orszebet

Were they fucking with her? They insisted the job was hers but, just like the last three targets, someone had beaten Orszebet to the punch.  She had been looking forward to this one too. Unsure how the Arwellian Sea would have factored into the job, she knew that even if it was only to gaze upon it during her work, it would have been a memory to cherish for a long, long time.  That aside, she was now going to have to find out who kept cutting in on her dance.  It could be appreciated that she was part of an industry and others were working as well, but this was now getting under her skin.