Paris, France.

Night is just falling.

A taxi stops in front of a large apartment.

Two young women get out of the taxi.

One pays for the taxi while the other pulls a large bag out of the trunk.

Both go into the house.

A few steps up the stairs, they suddenly hear noises.

Both have a pistol ready in a flash.

One of the two is moving slowly.

Arrived on the fifth floor, they see that the door is ajar.

The noises have stopped.

Both go into the apartment one after the other.

One left one in the right direction.

Three shots.

"Kirika!" screams the other and runs in the direction of the gunshots.

Two tall men in black lay on the floor covered in blood.

"One of them escaped Mireille ..." says Kirika, a little disappointed.

Mireille looks at her relieved.

"The main thing is that nothing happened to you." she says in a calm voice.

Kirika looks at Mireille in surprise."What are you looking at? We're both something like a family." she says with a smile on her face.

Kirika is happy and looks a little embarrassed.

'Family ...' is what she thinks to herself.

The next day.

It's still early in the morning.

Kirika is still deep asleep in bed, but Mireille's bed is empty.

Outside, the sun rises in a beautiful yellow-red tone.

Mireille stands by the window while she has a cup of coffee.

Because of the few rays of the sun that shine through the window, Kirika wakes up.

She sees that Mireille is thoughtfully standing in front of the window.

"What's happening?" asks Kirika quietly.

"We have to get out of here." she answers in a serious voice and continues to look out the window.

When she has finished her coffee, Mireille sits down at the computer.

She shows Kirika a page from the Internet.

> 'Noir' Who can do it? Reward: 1,000,000 <

"Doller?" asks Kirika Mireille.

"Seems like we don't only have enemies here." she says emphatically."Soon everyone will pounce on us ..."

"Could it have something to do with 'Les soldates'? ..."

Mireille was deep in thought when they suddenly received an email.

She opened it with two mouse clicks.

Both looked at her with relief.

It was just an assignment.

> This man took my whole family away from me, he should pay for it! <

Next to it was a picture of this man and some other information about him.

Mireille wrote back a message.

She accepted the job.

An email came back.

"Tomorrow at 9:00 am he'll come back to Paris from London."

"Good! Then I should find out which hotel he reserved." she said with her eyes turned to Kirika.

Kirika just nodded.