UPPER HAND.

    “Thank you.” Nate obediently let go of her hand, gently placing both his palms over her soft cheeks slowly bringing his face closer to hers as he stared intently into her eyes... simply reassuring her right before lightly pecking her parched lips.

     “Where do we start?” Marcel asked for what seemed like the hundredth time… feeling like they were right back where it all begun, while ignoring the fact that for some strange reason his actions made her think of a lover’s last kiss… a bitter sweet parting.

     Slowly trailing his rough fingers along the outline of her pinkish red cheeks, Nate hesitantly withdrew his loving gaze, turning his attention towards the staircase a short distance away saying, “our safest bet is to use the stairs and first find the surveillance room, then go from there… if we don’t&he