A suspicious maid

**Author's POV**

"Keep up the good work, and make sure you report to me frequently." Dexter eyed the informant like a wolf eyeing a stray cat. This wasn't a time to slack off. He knew he needed to be at alert for Elora's sake. He wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her.

His tone was as calm and cool as if he were giving out orders to another soldier, not a mere person who gave him information. At this rate, he knew he had to tread with caution.

The spy's mouth quivered as she stared at him, she has always been scared of him,but this was making her terrified.

"I won't fail you." She replied, her eyes staring anywhere but his eyes.

"Good." he replied as he watched her walk out immediately.

As soon as the door closed behind her he turned around towards his desk, grabbing an empty bottle that sat in front of him and downed it.

Dexter began pacing the room, his thoughts running wild. His hands went to the sides of his hair, ruffling it slightly before taking both of them into fists.

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