I run my hands over the steering wheel and take a deep breath to calm my nerves. The more I’ve watched Fara, the more I’m aware she needs protecting more than the rest of them. One slip and she will find herself kidnapped or worse.
Bloody princesses. I’m no knight in shining armor! I’m a hired hitman. Thoughts of the princess’s dark hair and bright eyes flit across my memory and my heart races to a different tune. Maybe I need to get out of Denmark for a while, clear my head. But then, who would protect Fara? No, I have to be the one that keeps her safe. Nobody else is good enough to ensure her protection. If Rogue finds out, I let that thought trail off too. My boss would quickly pull me from the case if he knew I was invested on a personal level.
No. I will keep my nose clean and do the job I’m tasked with. And, I will do it while protecting Fara, even if it costs me my life.
The End