The Agent |ZM|

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Skyler.

My heart starts beating loudly the minute my feet start following his footsteps. I don't know why I'm so determined to follow him when I know this whole thing is going to get me in so much trouble.

I manage to be very cautious with every step I take, making sure there is a fair distance between the two of us.

He suddenly stops in his tracks. My breath hitches in my throat for a second but I act quickly and hide behind a wall that belongs to a building. He looks in my direction, so I throw my head back, hoping he won't see me. And he doesn't, because he keeps going.

I wait a minute before I continue following him. Looking at my surroundings, I realise I'm lost. I'm lost in the middle of one of the busiest cities in the world.

Even with all the lights, open stores, and the big amount of people walking everywhere, I have no idea where I am right now, so I have no other choice but to keep following this guy. I don't know what I expect from what I'm doing now, but I have to keep moving.

The guy slips into a dark alley between two buildings, so I stop moving and search for something to hide behind. I duck beside the car infront of me, and from the corner of my eye, I can see him talking on the phone, but I can't hear anything. I have to get closer.

And so I do, I find the closest corner there is, and I stand there.

"Yes.. I know boss, but she has the same face... No!.. Yes, yes.." The guy says into the phone. "I swear to God, it creeped me out when I saw her face up close... yes!.. no, she- she didn't give me her name.. she ran away.."

He is, he's talking about me. But why? Who the heck is he talking to? And what on earth do they want from me?

My heart sinks when I hear the ringing of a phone, I mentally curse myself for not putting it on silent.

"Shit shit shit." I try to get the phone out of my purse, but my shaking fingers aren't helping.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here." My eyes widen when I feel his cold fingers tracing my shoulder. I quickly turn around and take a step back.

Why do I have to be so nosy?

"What.. what the hell do you want from me? Why are you following me?" I take another step back when I feel his eyes digging into my soul. He doesn't answer, only keeps looking, as if searching for something.

"I don't think I'm the one following the other. Why are you so afraid? I won't hurt you..." He tries to reach out for my hand, but I slap his hand away.

"Don't you fucking touch me." I give him my best glare, but he only laughs.

"Little girl, don't be scared. Let's go somewhere and talk." He says, a creepy smile forming on his face.

I take several steps back, until I feel my back hitting a brick wall. He inches closer to me, and I swear I feel like my heart is about to pump out of my chest.

I take a deep breath before lifting my leg and kicking him in the guts, hard. He looks like he didn't expect it, because he immediately steps away with his hands gripping his stomach.

I know my hit won't affect him for long, and he'll soon follow me if I run now. So I take the chance and knock him off his feet, I'm so sure it hurt me more than it hurt him, but at least I'm the one standing.

"You bitch!" He yells as he tries to get up, I sprint out of the dark allay and my eyes travel everywhere, but it's so crowded I can't see where I am or where I'm actually going. But nevertheless, I try to lose him by turning left or right at each chance I get.