Failed mission

Blair has never been so scared all her life. She exhaled sharply and turned slowly to look at Tristan. Her eyes landed on his cool face and unconsciously, she fell on her knees.

"What..... what are you doing?" She stammered, moving backwards on her knees.

Tristan quietly kept looking at her face then slowly glanced lazily at the dishes she brought. "Are those for me?"

"Y...yes." Blair nodded vigorously.

"Hmm." Tristan mumbled with a nod. Before Blair could say "Jack", he hit her jaw with the tail of his gun.

She screamed out in pain as she fell off and landed on the ground. She spited out blood from her mouth and panted heavily as she glanced at Tristan, trying to be brave. "What are you doing!" She screamed at him.

"At least.... when trying to tail me, put in your best and do it perfectly well.

"I've been in the hotel during the day to check out how things go on around here. One, the waitress here do not put on nose rings. Two, the space between the time I received the call and the