Thirty Seven

When the camera starts rolling, you have to keep your smile. Nothing captivates the audience more than a good illusion of happiness.

As the light darkened, I got my most awaited signal. No one was moving around me, no one was making a fuss nor asking about what was happening. I waited for a few seconds, feeling the presence around me. I stifled a laugh. They thought it was part of the stupid unbecoming, as what Mikhail expected. I went on to our plan. I didn't think twice nor batted an eyelash, I moved instinctively. I ducked low from my position and crawled my way out of the garden. I couldn't see anything but I moved in confidence. I felt my way with ease and familiarity, my training for the