He waited an hour at the bus stop which was longer than he had done for any of his previous contacts.
Rosebud was supposed to deliver information about the target. A speeding car or two would occasionally stop to ask if he wanted to ride along. He would politely decline as if he were waiting for one.
"Reality never presents itself. You simply have to decide how much you want to see." a woman's voice replayed in his mind.
If he allowed his mind to think it would only venture into scarred memories cascading one after the other.
He grew impatient.
"I'm sorry, can you help me in understanding this sentence, I'm not a native English speaker. "
He almost jumped. He knew from experience that sudden contact would not surprise him.
He was surprised by the sound of her voice. As if she were a naive, excited child telling a story to a bunch of children. This was unexpected. In most cases, assignees possess a different demeanor.
She took out a journal and started reading,
In three our kingdom, and 'tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age, Conferring them on younger strengths while we Unburdened crawl toward death
He gently picked up the notebook from her and wrote down a few sentences.
"Thank you" she folded her hands.
Now that they had confirmed each other's identities, they took a cautious turn at the bus stop just to be sure no one was listening.
"Ren, one of my classmates is close to Thyme."
"Tell me how you are going to do it."
"That's my business. Making contact, getting information. It's mine." she quickly snapped, but her stance retracted slowly once she realized it was a foolish response.
With an aristocratic stare, he replied, "It's my business to share your information".
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Knight Syndrome
Fiksi PenggemarRen has spent most of his life surrounded by the F4 and Gorya, but as his friends start to venture out into the world, he realizes that he has no life of his own. Enter Ameena, a mysterious girl with a secret double life as an espionage agent who fi...
