15: The Bomb

SADIE.

If the lights had gone off, my presence would have been suspected. His security tightened and he seem to have more men lurking around unlike the last time. I watch them exchange duties every hour and at exactly three in the morning everyone leaves. They must think I would never make a move this early in the morning while most humans are asleep.

No heels this time, no pretty long dress with exposing thigh. No make up, just my normal self in a black tank top and a leather pant. If you ever wonder why leather pant I will tell you later for now, I hope the dog does not bark at me. It would ruin everything. Maybe I should kill it even before it sees me.

Walking on my toes like I am on my feet, I hold my breath. My hands hold my Glock steadily as I inch closer and rather than bark, the dog steps back again then lay low. I would suit its back but time is not on my side.

His glass door reveals he is neither in his ambiently lit kitchen nor his living room, but the security men fro