'Aaah...this is the life...' Angela sighed.
'What is it, Creator Angela?', Riley asked, standing by Angela's side.
'...No, no, it's nothing.' Angela smiled her signature smile. 'It's simply nice to be getting the recognition and the money I deserve. Had to murder two people and hack into the security files to back me up, that's a shitload of work...then again, that ain't much for what's probably coming in the future. The feds'll be coming soon, after all.' She walked over to the computer and turned it on. Angela started going wild through the computer's confidential files, looking to see if there was possibly more money in another location, or if there was another enemy to kill, though she did have to question why she didn't do this earlier. After a few minutes, she heard her door open. She spun around in the swivel chair.
'That you, Monica?' A dark-skinned woman who looked to be the fusion of Monica and Angela stood in the office, sporting a f