She found six sharp knives sitting amongst the blocks. It looked like they were used to cut through the tough plastic covering. Should she take one? If she did, would someone notice?
She wavered for a few moments, then grabbed one of the knives. She hoped the Limited wouldn’t notice the difference between five and six, and would assume one had been lost within the cupboard if they did.
She kept the knife in her hand. There was no cover so carrying it tucked in with the food would have been dangerous. Holding it sent a thrill through her, made her feel at least a little less helpless. She knew that having to use it as a weapon would mean she’d failed, that she’d been discovered, but it still helped.
She moved back across the room, having to move slower than she’d like to avoid spi
