The Lie
My whole life had been a lie. The very people I thought I was fighting, the ones who had massacred my family, had been the ones I was working for. I felt so lost and betrayed until I realised one key factor I could take them down from the inside.
As I walked through the corridors after hours, I had a feeling that I was going to discover something that I would regret. I had a feeling that these people had been hiding something from me, pulling me back, stopping me from achieving my goals, but in this world that was so cold and deceiving, I had to keep my head up. Part of being a spy was to uncover the truth, no matter how painful or harmful it might turn out to be. I walked up to Mr. McCoffrey’s door and put my ear there. I had never actually seen him in person, but I had been told that he looked as evil as he sounded. I heard faint whispers, but could not really pick up what they were actually saying. Then, I heard the smaller voice say my name, followed by the deeper voice’s reply that sent chills down my spine, words that made the saliva in my mouth go dry. I heard the words “kill him”. My heart leapt into my throat as my breath got caught and I gasped for air. I took two steps back. My whole body was trembling, my breath came out only as weak rasps. There was no time to listen again. They were onto me. I was going to be killed, or I would kill them, all of them just to stay alive.
