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I guess I must have stood there for several minutes, trying to grasp my fate, because I was suddenly torn from my thoughts as Henri cleared his throat. I noticed the faucets were no longer running.
I glanced at my watch and had to suppress a gasp: it has been almost an hour since I followed Henri to the restroom, and since I left Lady Diana and Al-Fayed on their own. If something has happened I would be the one to be blamed. Not that it really mattered, I remembered. I was gonna die tonight so why even bother... Because it's my job, that's why, I thought. And that's also why I won't just let Lady Di and Al-Fayed die! How could this revelation have made me so cynical that I didn't even think about doing something? I did realize that there was very little I could do, but hell, if I was gonna die tonight, I might as well die a hero-trying to save someone's life. Or maybe I would live.

Today, in retrospect, I wish I would have died that night, but my foolish brain didn't let me go down that road [no pun intended] that evening.

Either way, I would have to think of a plan, but that I could while checking up on Lady Diana and Al-Fayed. I pushed past Henri, not knowing what to say to him anyways and made my way back to the bar. At the big doors, I took a careful look into the room and was relieved to see both of them still sitting at the same spot, not having noticed my absence. I appeared to have come right on time, because just a minute later, Al-Fayed waved me over. After I had made my way to their table, he distractedly told me to fetch Henri, because he and Diana wanted to get back to his place in the Rue Arsène Houssaye, seemingly only having eyes for Lady Diana. I nodded and turned to find Henri, finding him leaning on the bar, looking right at me. Normally, I didn't mind it at all when Al-Fayed decided to settle home, since it meant my work was done. But today I wished they would just stay here, knowing what was bound to happen tonight. Still, I had to obey his orders so I went over to Henri and told him about their intentions to leave. He nodded at me shortly, being just as glum as I was. He then turned and headed towards the door to get the car ready.


A/N:
Haha sorry.. I haven't had the time or motivation to write recently but here I am again. Hope you like it :))

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