His mouth against my ear, hissing panicked words. At that moment, all logic is lost to me. My heart slows to a painful throb in my chest, shocked enough that it's given up being scared. My eyes, however, can't hide the fear and terror I feel right now. And the worst part is that I can't control it, my wall has broken down.
For the first time in my life, my emotions have rebelled against my will to survive. They have decided to burst forth just when it is most important for them not to do so.
This isn't happening. It can't be.
My eyes scan the crowd. Masses of people mill around, oblivious to the nearing danger. I tear my eyes from them, glancing at the rooftops.
He could be anywhere, anyone.
He could be right next to me for all I know, or behind a screen, watching from a safe hideout. I trusted him. I did this. I've failed them. All of them. I'd tried so hard, but my cover is now blown. Soon they will all know.
They will know who I am.
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Whispers
Mystery / ThrillerWhispers. Such evil things. Quiet words mumbled in secret. The exchange of information when no one is watching. A hushed sentence, a hissed breath. Whispers, the reason I'm in this mess. -'-'-'-'- For an assassin, whispers are fatal. They are a dea...
