Knock Off Among Us 소설 & 이야기

I pressed the notebook harder against my knees and wrote fast, one line, then held the phone closer and tapped the mouthpiece twice with my fingernail. A pause. "Are you unable to speak?" I tapped once. The way I used to do with nurses. Once for yes. Twice for no. Another pause. Longer this time. "You communicated through written notes downstairs," he said, I could hear him rethinking in the half second of silence before he continued. "You can hear me." One tap. "You'd like me to ask yes or no questions?" One tap. Something shifted in his tone. "All right," he said. "Who are you?"

" To never go back." He took the flag off his shoulder and slowly touched its tip on one of the lights on the candle stand. The fire caught on the flag started spreading slowly as it burnt the flag of the United States of America. Without a word, he walked out of the table and headed to a bowl where he dropped the flag and let it burn. Then, he returned to the table. With a wicked smile, he said " the mighty eagle shall fly no more for the reaper shall reap the eagle. " He smiled again. " The time has come. Let the game begin." Positioned on a part of the wall, a small camera recorded the events of the moment.

If he sets the mood right, maybe he'll apologize. "Hiro and I were just talking about you." Jinny places her knife carefully on the table, leather gloves resting on her lap. Prim and proper as always. Joaquin raises a brow. "Really? Maybe that's the reason why I accidentally bit my tongue," he laughs, "I appreciate that." Jinny rolls her eyes at him, fixing her collar. She stands up and gives him another look. "I'll leave you to it. Talk and try not to kill each other," she turns her face to Jun and gestures for the wolf to come with her.

"Three, two and... I made eye contact with Frank and I nodded slightly. "One." At at my command, a gunshot blasted and everyone got disordered..time to strike. Well, this is my plan. I had my men disguised here because I didn't wanna raise suspicions. They're gonna engage in a shootout and I will be the "hero". T'm gonna act like I'm saving King and then..boom!I'll kill him afterwards. He's 65 and he can't walk properly, making my job easier.

"Are you really going to make trouble here?" Merck arched a brow, his gaze sweeping coldly over his men. At once, they understood and slid their daggers away. I folded my arms, watching the scene unfold with amusement. "Boss, why not just take off your jacket and show them? That'll settle it." Merck shot me a helpless glare, but obeyed. He shrugged off his suit jacket, revealing the uniform only members of a certain covert division were allowed to wear. Yves's eyes widened as they locked onto the insignia stitched across the fabric, the word "Confidential" stamped beneath. His complexion drained from pale to ashen, until not a trace of color remained. His lips moved as though he wanted to sp