Page 23 of Don't Hate Me


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I didn’t decorate or leave anything personal.Nothing exceptthese.

I turned the container to the side, looking at the brown orbs from all angles.

The once-so-expressive eyes had gone unfocused, and the pupils that were once wide with lust had shrunken when she realized what was about to happen to her.

After death, the pupils often dilate, chasing away the emotions stored in them. Sometimes I got lucky and they stayed relatively small, especially when I could treat them right away. Those were the ones I found myself drawn to the most.

It was shortly after I began my training that I started to develop this…thingwhen it came to eyes.

Before I could fight, they taught me everything they knew about body language, including what the eyes could tell an assassin.

“You see that, agent?” Rolf said, his voice coming close to my right ear. I hadn’t gotten used to him touching me yet and flinched away from the sound.

“Look,” he said in a harsher tone.

My eyes traveled to the couple a table away from us. They were in a heated discussion, trying to keep their tones hushed but failing miserably.

“Do you see the hatred she has for him?” he asked. “Look at her eyes. Whenever she looks at him, all she sees is incompetence. There is hate, resentment there. You can see it all.”

I tried to see what he was seeing, but I failed. All I saw was the girl, eyes wide and brows pushed together. Sure, her expression told me she was angry, but I couldn’t make it out from her eyes alone.

“I can’t see it,” I muttered under my breath. “Isn’t it good enough to just see the expression on her face?”

Rolf let out a laugh and patted my shoulder.

“When I kill her later, I want you to watch her eyes,” he said, his tone menacing. “Thentell me you see nothing in those eyes.”

He took me on his missions, making me watch over and over again as he killed countless targets.

And then one day, maybe the seventeenth or so kill… I got it.

The eyes that once seemed dull, changed. It was small—so small that if you looked away for just a second, you would miss it—but it was there. Hiding behind the shadows and divots of the iris, the emotions would pour out for the world to see.

Carefully, I placed the eyes back on the shelf, making sure to line them up with the light so that the eyes were clear in the dimness of the room. There were twelve more just like it sitting on the shelf.

Rolf didn’t let me indulge often, so I made sure to keep them well.

I walked backward, lowering myself back into my chair while holding my breath.

Perfect.Seeing them all lined up in a row caused a low roll of satisfaction to inflate in my chest.

The incessant buzzing of a phone snapped me out of my haze.

Turning toward my desk, the blood-covered phone I had taken from the body lit up the dark corner.

BLAKE read legibly on the screen.

I grabbed it with a smile.Had the little agent finally found her heart?

My actions were reckless, but I couldn’t find the will to stop myself. I accepted the call and waited silently.

“Bailey?” Blake’s voice ran through the silent room. “It’s really late, but I wanted to see if we could talk. You didn’t show up today, are you still mad?”

I leaned back in the seat, closing my eyes as I listened to the girl. It hadn’t taken long for the clean-up crew to arrive, though they had been pissed about how secretive they had to be. They weren’t able to bring all their normal tools because of the cameras. They were lucky to get a few down so they could carry on with their job, but we couldn’t keep them down for long before suspicion would arise. They hated it even more that I invited them, so they let me take out the eyes. But before long, I went back home, treated the eyes, and let them sit while I took a quick nap.

I hadn’t realized it had been twenty-four hours since the kill and almost totally forgot about the reason I did it in the first place.

That happened often when I got my next pair of eyes. I had lost countless hours treating them, cleaning their containers, and just looking at them in all their beauty that sometimes I just let the world fall away around me.

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