So, Aloysia Kaiser, we finally meet..." His German was excellent but his accent gave him away almost immediately.
"What do you want with me?" She shot out.
"The same thing you wanted with me." He flashed a black and white photo of her.
"So," she whispered," you're going to kill me."
"No," he said abruptly "I was assigned to, but I don't want to."
"What?" She replied full of bewilderment.
"I don't want to kill you," he repeated.
"Why? How come? Just get it over with and do it quickly, please."
"Listen to me, Aloysia, I don't want to hurt you at all okay?"
"This makes no sense. Why are you doing this?" Not bothering to hide the shock out of her voice."
"Heard you wanted out of this business; I guess I want the same..." He plainly said, in complete and utter honesty.
She sat there taken aback and sceptical.
"Fine, I'm in." She finally replied.
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Fabrication
RomanceIt's 1942, German spy and British spy assigned to liquidate one another they fall in love. Do they elope and run away or finish their assignments?
