I plopped on my bed exhausted from yesterday's work.
So basically everything summarized was that Natasha was trying to get me killed by handing me an important mission hoping I would get caught and probably killed. Didn't know it had reached that point.
Also, the fact that I drew too much attention to myself isn't a good thing. I was planning on laying low but I've just been put into the spotlight. I could also use this to my advantage.
I stroked my chin staring at the ceiling deep in thought.
I could get close to the father and he could trust me with the access to the files of previous assassins and I would be able to finally avenge my mother.
I nodded in agreement with my thoughts. Only if it was that simple. I rolled onto my belly drifting off into nice slumber.
I could hear the flipping of pages across me. The bed felt warmer than usual. I rolled across my bed only to bump into something.
