It was a moment that she thought of compromising the cover by running away. Of course, she can escape along with her other agent who came with her at that time. But, she already sold herself into this kind of dark waters the moment she agreed to undergo the operation.
In that room, with a neat bed and silk covers, she walked slowly with her scant clothes hugging her body so tight. In the shadows, there was a couch, a man sitting like royalty in there, blowing some cigarettes. She didn't see his face at all.
"Talea Vergara," she said and stood rigidly in the direction of the man on the couch. "I'm here to serve the Black Prince," she recalled saying. The club handler reminded them strictly to be polite to the client or there would be no meals for three days.
