Secrets and Suspicion

Zoe's POV

The next day was usually but I could sense more tension than before. It was though he was radiating heat, his eyes seemed darker and irritation pitched his tone. He could not have had a worse night than I did, I mused to myself. I placed some documents which he had asked for on his desk and pivoted on my heel and stalked towards the exit.

"Miss Pierce,"

I turn back to face him. "Yes?"

Silence reigned in the office and despite its expanse, it felt cramped.

When he did speak, his tone was not void with apparent hostility. In contrast, it seemed to lace every word.

"Why are you really doing this?" he asked but it sounded as though he already had a good idea why. Bile rose in my throat at the thought. had I in some way blown my cover? I ran a quick comb in my mind over my actions since the mission had started, trying to pick out the moment that I made some horrendous mistake. On the other hand, on the surface, I kept my expression carefully neutral. "Doing what, sir?" I ask