"Mnnmhph!"
He said through his gag.
She could hear how his voice was terrified but comforting, in that lovely protective way he always talks when she was sick or sad.
But there's no time for daydreaming right now.
She lifted the knife high above her lovers chest.
"I'm sorry" she said as she brought it down directly through his heart.
She called it after washing her hands.
"It's done." She said.
"Good.." said a voice on the other side of the phone.
"Now for your next task"
