She fixes him with a stare, shifting to set the wine bottle down behind his shoulder, running her hands over his chest under the water as she settles back.
"Someone high up in the organisation. Someone I was dating."
She knows full well what he's capable of, knew from the beginning just what she was getting herself into. She's never had any illusions.
She cocks one eyebrow at him. "He's dead," she drawls. "I lied about how much time he had to plant the charge and get out. Oops."
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Date: 2010-02-13 08:22 pm (UTC)"Someone high up in the organisation. Someone I was dating."
She knows full well what he's capable of, knew from the beginning just what she was getting herself into. She's never had any illusions.
She cocks one eyebrow at him. "He's dead," she drawls. "I lied about how much time he had to plant the charge and get out. Oops."