Chapter Three

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Andrea's POV

-Andrea? I hope I'm not disturbing you.    

-Harry?! If you want to talk about our first test, I'm not in the mood. Ellie.. she's gone.   

-You have to learn that this job implies not only risking your life, but losing others.     

-But you do realise it is unfair? She was smart, I could tell.    

-Speaking of which.. how exactly can you tell? I thought you were majoring in English literature.   

-And what has University to do with it?   

-Well..     

-I am passionate about psychology. Always have been. I study an awful lot on my own and I think it all starts to pay off.   

-I..am in awe of you. When do you even find the time.    

-Time management is one of my many qualities. You may want to write it down on the pro list for when you decide to hire me.   

-You know it isn't really how things work. This is not your average job interview.   

-Maybe, but down to essentials? It is all about who's the best qualified for the job.     

-I suppose you're right. Now.. I had something else to talk to you about. A mission of sorts.   

-Another test?    

-Not a test. Something serious.. something I need your help with. But first, do you know how to shoot?   

-No, Harry. We did not learn how to shoot at my University.    

-Okay, got the message. Tomorrow morning, be ready at 7. I'll come take you to the shooting range.    

-Okay. It's a date.

-Goodnight!    

-See you tomorrow!

I went to bed soon after he left, but I was wondering what this was all about and couldn't sleep well. Did they really have something for me to do? Like an actual job? But I was just a candidate, and just passed one test of many more to come, I was sure. And Harry.. he didn't even say anything about my success on the first test. Did he really not care? I didn't think so. He seemed a bit flustered, a bit too wanting to be out of the room as soon as he got in. I found it a bit strange, that the same man who's been following around for days, maybe months, was now avoiding me. If I didn't know better, I would've thought he felt intimidated. But why?.. I couldn't quite tell..

Harry's POV 

She was something else entirely. I drove home thinking of all the things I wanted to say and didn't. That she was way above average, that if it was up to me I'd have hired her already. And that I was so much in awe of her, so drawn to her.. like a moth to a flame.  

That I trusted her so much, so blindly as to be ready to put my life into her hands. Was I mistaken? Or completely mad? Or maybe just madly in love with her?

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