"That was like taking candy from a baby. I heard he was a loose cannon, but I still can't believe that his mind is solely fixated on sex. Eh, it doesn't matter--he's not gonna be up for a long time, and I'll be home free by then."
The woman known as Tamara tugged at the back of her head. With a satisfying plop, it landed on the floor. Still clad in the bodysuit, the person disguised as the prostitute set about making a scene in the hotel room; they wanted to ensure that anybody who came by to investigate would find the unconscious politician in a highly scandalous position. Once this work was done, the rest of the mysterious person's bodysuit came off, revealing a rather different form underneath. Packing the suit up, they changed into their "normal" look, in order to make a discreet exit. After all, their employer would be highly interested in the juicy information they'd discovered, thanks to that sucker of a public servant's penchant for coitus. Another day, another target taken care of, and the mysterious person smiled to themself as they imagined how chaotic the ensuing fallout would be.