Dead Eyes

I swallowed down the shot of fear that had spiked in my veins and looked up at the man, Siti.

I would know his shrill voice anywhere.

Quickly thinking, I pulled the flash from the computer and dropped it in my pocket before he slid in to the seat next to me, pining a knife so subtly to my leg that was hidden under the computer desk.

My eyes widened as he smiled sardonically, his yellow teeth gleaming.

"Hello feisty girl. How's life been treating you?"

He pressed the knife to my leg and I couldn't even shout for help or turn in my seat. I just sat there, scared to the marrow of my bones.

"Oh that's right", his shrill voice cluttered and tsked,

"Accept my condolences".

"Shove it up your ass", I gritted as the knife cut through my skin and I hissed in my breath. My eyes seeing red.

"You know I like your feist. I believe you got that from your father", he taunted, shaking his head.

"He was a crazy man".

"You killed him and you're all going to rot in jail for it", I swore even as pain ra