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The adventure of sister spies.( Vegas protocol)

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This is a story about three girls, Sam, Sander, Sarah Vega/Brooks after the death of their parents they went to live with their godmother who is their mother’s friend. They later found out their parent were spies. And they were killed by evil spy. They fled from their hometown maladiaville to another town sownsville. And suddenly, years after, the girls found fame and riches in sownsville and to a new identity as the Vegas while training as spies in the OS organization in sownsville as brooks. Follow the adventures of the sisters as they live their lives. While trying to be spies and still iconic models for Miss Bani Vega. lines from the scene. There were three girls on a table in a fancy restaurant or eatery, and one girl wearing some bad rock star clothes and seem to be the eldest as she was pressing her phone as she crossed her legs in an elegant way, while her second sister who was dress like a professor with glasses and a yellow sweater giving some update on the criminal they want to catch and weapon to acquire from the criminal, then to youngest girl among the three who was dressed in a pink gown and eating elegantly while listening to her second sister.) Sander; the criminal we want to catch is called Rogers kola and he has a weapon is called Amore 6. Sarah: what is amore 6? Sander: amore 6 is a virus when connected to the internet could destroy the internet mostly in liquid form but it was put in impermeable metal flask. Sarah: ok, but why a metal flask? Sander; because it is highly acidic, do u get now Sarah; yes, I think so. (With look of being a little confused) Sander: Sam, did u listen to everything I said so far? Sam still texting and updating her social status and DP (Displayed picture). Then said yeah Sander; Are u sure u heard everything? (Sam who put down her phone said everything that Sander said a few minutes ago in 30 sec) Sander: That very precise and acute. Sam: yes, and we are here to catch him? Then wore a sunglasses that scan DNA then saw the Rogers kola with a black brief case and black suit and gloves in other corner of the room about to leave as he paying for his food.
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