December 6, 2009 - 4:32am

December 6, 2009

4:32am

 

                I crept into my room sore and exhausted. Normally, I would’ve been happy to have survived Hudson with such few marks. And, I was happy that he hadn’t injured me, only hurt tonight, but more than anything, I was scared. To steal blueprints? This was going to end badly. This was going to end with someone catching me and putting me to death as a double agent.

                I ran the bathwater. There was no way I was sleeping tonight, despite how tired I may be. I need to clean up and devise some kind of plan. What was the ARC blueprints anyway? I wonder what technology I’ll be stealing. I’m hoping it’s not a weapon of some sort. This was suicide. How was I to get pass the security to get into the Head department’s office anyway? I couldn’t imagine the type of security she’d installed in there. What happened if I failed? I’d surely be killed, but would Hudson still kill Melissa if I died trying this?

                It was hard to think of a plan when I knew so little about this assignment. I pray to God that they would already have a plan made up so I won’t have to think of one. I also am praying I’ll make it through the rest of the day alive.

                I drain the bathwater brushing out my straight blonde hair and blow drying it. I’m still shaking. The heated water has done nothing to calm my nerves. I begin pacing now. Too much adrenaline is still coursing inside me. There’s not much room to pace in the bathroom, but it’s the most private place I can be and right now I need to be alone. I wonder what time it is. Was anyone else up yet> It had to be nearly five in the morning, right? I still have ten hours.

I find my thoughts turning from panic to anger. I’m thinking of Hudson now. I hope he dies. I hope he gets caught one day and someone kills him. I hope someone exposes him for who he really is! I suddenly cringe looking at the door expecting him to be standing there listening to my thoughts. The image scares me and causes my breath to move towards hyperventilation. I exit the bathroom slowly and carefully start searching me room. I have to ensure myself he’s not there. I sigh relieved. I’m still alone…