Mr Rossi’s spy

each second is ticking

Bree pov

Glancing at the clock I feel like my first shift here wasn't what I expected it too be as it wasn't too busy and I managed to get a couple of breaks but when I did I could sense someone eyes on me and if I had to take a guess I would say Luca, its always going to be Luca looking at me as I know he has questions and has already looked into me but my guest is that he found nothing. I know all about him and his father so when I asked him for a job I knew what I was signing up for but I just need a second to myself from time to time without eyes following me. Ending my shift I take a seat at the end of the bar and Luca places my gin and tonic on the side reading my mind and before I say anything he throws a wink my way and walks over to the other side of the bar to take another customs order. Watching Luca work I kind of wish he wasn't this good looking as the flirty comments have been going back and forth since I started and I don't know if thats just him and how he is or whether its just to me for me to open up to trust him.

"Penny for your thought" I hear and when I look up I see Luca standing in front of me leaning against the bar and it takes me a second to remember what he said but how do you tell someone that your thinking about him and whats under those clothes but I just give him one of my innocent smiles which I know he's see's straight though it but doesn't stop me from giving them.

"I'm good, just deep in some thoughts" I say winking to him as I take another sip on my drinking making sure he's still looking at me lips, a little seduction will make him drop the subject we are on as I know he wouldn't drop anything I say. l*****g my lips after I look to the custom who has just walked forward wanting serving and I know I have dodge a bullet but when the door opens to the bar I spot the professor walking in and I feel like staying here for the drink have paid off but as he takes him normal seat my phone vibrates against the worktop

Kevin: Need something stronger right now hun x. 18:34pm

Reading the message it takes me a second to read though it to know they need more stronger evidence to take the professor down and I know exactly the evidence they need; photos and videos but for me to get that I have to get very close and with no one having my back I am putting myself in danger however that was what I have been trained for.

Looking around the bar I spot him straight away and I take note of who's he with and what he's ordering, hoping tonight he isn't going full out and getting hammered but looking at him he looks like a man who likes to keep in control especially if he's selling drugs to students, don't want that to slip out his mouth does he. Finishing my drink I order a coke before settling down for the evening knowing it may take a while before he leaves but I don't mind with the eye candy standing in front of me and lucky me he hasn't looked my way since he walked in. Watching him pay his bill I watch him walk out the front doors and I place a twenty on the worktops before following him outside and keeping my distance, it's already dark out here and the only light is the street lights but they aren't even bright enough for him to see me.

I make sure to use the shadows when tailing for someone but most people do this with a partner but however I have to work alone with only Kevin on the technology end so he cant have my back but do I really want something on the ground with me who could possible do a you turn and stab me in the back.

Watching him turn the corner I wait a couple of seconds hanging back a little and before I turn the corner but as I get to the corner I feel a cold blade enter my lower stomach area followed by footsteps running away, I place my hand where the blade entered and when I look at my hand I see the red strain my hands. Falling against the wall I lift my top up slowly looking at my wound but as I do the blood squirts out and I place my hand there needing to apply pressure but what I really need is to try and get home. I feel slightly better knowing whoever stabbed me missed a organ from where the stab wound is but doesn't mean it doesn't hurt any less as I can feel the energy drain right out of me.

"f**k" the word slips out my mouth as I knew following him out the bar was a bad idea as considering what kind of bar that place is and who goes there, I should of paid more attention to who may have also followed me out the bar also but as I hold the wound I feel like I can't hold on any more.

Climbing to my feet I use whatever is around me to hold myself up but as I fall against the wall once more I try to hold myself up but I don't know how much longer I can hold the pressure before my hands fail me. This isn't how I wanted to die but secretly I knew I wasn't going to make it past my thirties with his job and I understood it as a hit women and a government spy I knew someone was going to kill me sooner then later. Spotting my house in the distance I try to put one foot in front of another needing to walk though that door for my medical kit that is under the sink in the kitchen but as I get closer my eyes start getting harder to keep them open and I realise I am on borrowed time.

Time isn't on side tonight.