To the grave

"Mist" that's what she was known by, only one person alive knew her real name; Fernando Valentin, he raised her, trained her, made her who she is, one of the best agents at Terrinstyl. Terrinstyl is an black ops covert operation under the government of America but to the world it was just a clothing start-up company. Mist made a name for herself and worked her way up to the top, with a heart as ruthless as hell she was the perfect agent to go undercover. She'd never had a problem with it until her most recent mission.

"They say love in this business will get you killed, but that's because they're too stupid to know how to use it. If you know the value of love, it's just the key to get you to the top," he whispered in my ear. I felt the hairs on my neck rise, my heart rate quickened and I was nervous. Wait nervous, that can't be right.
"Nervous tesoro?" He chuckled in my ear and backed up away from me. "Get to bed, we have an early flight." He said it so casually and started towards the door.