AURELIA.
I ducked and positioned the Glock 19 before me, pointing it towards him, wondering if he had already discovered I was here on another mission and was planning on eliminating me right there before registering the click the gun made.
It had no bullets in it?
I looked at him confused as I stood up, still pointing the gun at him.
He shrugged as if trying to show he was impressed and unimpressed at the same time.
“What the f**k was that?” I yelled.
“Wanted to confirm if you had quick reflexes. It's quite impressive,” he said, taking off his watch.
“Get changed, we have somewhere to be,” he said and walked away leaving me standing there with the pistol in my hand. I didn't know how I was supposed to find my way but I did. I wandered around until I found a door. I pushed it open
