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I did it. I ran. I’m sitting on a bus on the way across the country to meet J.
He saved me.
I owe him my life. He will come after me until I’m dead. I know too much.
But I couldn’t stand it. I’d rather be on the run for the rest of my life than have them—
The words were crossed out as if she couldn’t bear to look at them written on the page.
I closed the diary with a sinking feeling in my stomach. My mind was painting a picture. A disgusting one that I didn’t want to think about. One that made my blood boil.
I slipped the diary back in before shifting through the papers in the drawer. Many were newspaper clippings. I pulled out a few, my eyes lingering on the headlines.
Missing Women Still Not Found.
Mother and Father Plead for Their Daughter’s Safe Return.
Unease twisted my stomach, especially when I caught sight of a teary-eyed older couple, holding each other and speaking to an audience.
I put them back. There was nothing else in there save for a few empty paper bags. Then, at the very back, my fingers brushed across something small. A rectangular object that was mostly plastic save for a square at the top.
The USB.My stomach filled with lead.No.My thoughts were loud in my head. Screaming at me to forget my mission entirely and just put the USB back where I had found it.
It was here the entire time.Unguarded and all but thrown away in the bedside table.
A part of me wanted to take it out only to smash it on the ground, but the bigger part of me knew I should take it and report back to Rolf immediately.
But then… this would be over, wouldn’t it? I would have to dispose of Blake and move on to the next target.
This is your job,I reminded myself.You got far too involved, and now it was your chance to pull back.
Gripping the USB, I pulled it out. My heart stopped in my chest when I finally caught sight of it.
What was on here that made someone as powerful as my client come down on someone as harshly as they did Blake?
The cold barrel of the gun pushed against the back of my head, causing me to freeze.
I hadn’t heard her move. Hadn’t even heard the hitch of her breath as she woke up.
How long had she been watching me?
The fact that she snuck up on me caused a powerful heat to run through me.
Looks like the little agent still has some surprises to show me.
I took a deep, steadying breath, trying to calm down the excitement that was bubbling up inside of me.
A normal human would have been scared to find themselves with a gun pointed at their head, but I had been dreaming about this day. Dreaming about when she would finally shed that innocent mask of hers and show me the bloodthirsty, violent person she was below the surface.
I paused, dropping the USB back into the drawer, to turn around and look at her.
Her face was hard. Lips smooshed into a thin line, eyebrows pushed together. She was angry. So angry that the hand that had once been so steady when pointing a gun to someone’s face now shook.
Those brilliant green eyes showed the betrayal she didn’t allow to show on her face.
I shouldn’t have felt the thrill go through me like it did. Or allow myself to take her in like I did. But I couldn’t help myself. From the moment I saw her on stage, I had been sucked so deeply into the pools that there was no way possible to pull myself out.
Even now.
