35. Divine Interpretation

She peered out of the first-floor window, observing Xavier Perazzo as he retreated into the distance. Every now and then, he glanced back over his shoulder, but as he walked further away, she couldn’t tell if he was still looking at the building she had entered.

Once he vanished from her sight completely, and after ensuring that nobody was watching, she leaned against the nearby wall and released a relieved sigh. Tilting her head upwards, she fixated on the intricately designed ceiling for a bit too long. Her heart was still racing, beating far too fast for her own well-being, and her legs trembled.

She reached up with one hand to feel the kiss that still lingered on her cheek. This feeling was so unexpected—so uncalled for—and yet it made the knots in her stomach twist.

When her team had chosen Xavier Perazzo as her target, she hadn’t anticipated the task to be this intimidating. She had thoroughly studied his file, delving into countless hours of research and even engaging in occasi