Rising Suspicions

Katya

"It's Blackhat, not Blackheart."

For someone whose heart was racing at an alarming rate, I sure was going a good job with feigned interest at the right pronunciation of my other identity.

And from the slight slanting of Carlos' head, he was taken aback at my response, an expression of brief shock in his eyes when they took in my casual pose.

I was leaning against the wall with both hands crossed over my chest, my expression bored.

But what he didn't know was that I was hiding the fact that my fingers were trembling.

And I wanted to keep it that way.

"For someone who would lose everything if I choose to take action, you sure have your priorities wrong."

He finally broke the silence in that sly calm tone.

I shrugged and pushed myself against the wall, walking towards the vanity and making myself comfortable in a seat.

With both hands balanced against the hands of the ergonomic seat, I picked a lotion and stared at him through the mirror,

"I see, but I doubt if you are here to educ