Dark Alleys
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"Safiyyah, it's safiyyah my name" I tell him.
He turns to look at me, his warm brown eyes meet mine.
He nods as if to acknowledge, "Hamad". " I know" I smile.
"You do?" his brows join.
"It's been quite a while Hamad Abbas" I say.
*********
"They call themselves the triggered" he whispered staring at the wall behind me.
There was barely any distance between us.
"Why" I ask in a low voice feeling his breath on my skin.
"That I can't tell you, not yet" he said looking directly at me. I hear a gunshot and close my eyes tightly.
"They will kill you if they see you alone, you are their next target, you need to stay safe. Do you understand?" he asked while I slowly open my eyes.
I nod as the voice of that gunshot filled me with dread and my tongue tasted like sandpaper.
*********
"Who could have thought, a girl like you would become an agent" he remarked, teasing.
"Oh shut up Adam" I try to hide my smile.
So this is where I end up, I think looking around.
It's a good place to end up at, I smile.
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