I don’t know why, but when I’m with the Black Tiger, everything feels different. Like yesterday, for example, he made me feel useful for once. I felt the urge to defend him in front of the agents and take care of his wound.
“Your mission is simple.” starts the mission programmer as she opens a file, takes some pictures and places them on the desk. “This is Peter Mars, the vice president of PM Corporation. Last week, he caught the director, Lucas García stealing money from the company’s safe. Despite his begging and cries, Peter wants to send him to prison and destroy his family’s life.”
“Do you really think I leave the door open when I bring someone home?” I turn around and see him walking toward me. “Now give me that file and stop this.”“I won&rsquo
TigerI hate this.
KeiraI can’t help but keep smiling like an idiot. I may have experienced one of the worst moments in my life the night b
I can’t look at the agent walking beside me as I feel so ashamed that I couldn’t defend myself the night before. Because of me, he had to shoot a man and assume the consequences.“Do you see why I didn
We come back at night after a long day of walking and stopping by libraries. William parks his car in the private area and asks me to wait. I see him walking around the car to open the door for me.
I hurry to put back the files in the boxes and sit on a chair, taking breaths. The door opens and I smile at him nervously, “I was waiting for you.” I lie.“Waiting for me?”
“What do you mean he didn't come back? I'm sure he's just in his room, he always closes the door and—”“He's not there!” William runs his fingers in his hair. “The door was open, he's not there.”I panic. I press my lips tight and look around me. “Have you ch