Walking slowly, quietly as possible. I has a destination and a plan to see through.
Since she saw me, everything was compromised. She was unpredictable and unforgiving. This in self spelt trouble.
"Where did she put it, that snake" I mumbled looking at her office. With the little patience I had left, I breathlessly continued.
Being in a office this big was unnerving yet exhilarating for someone as unimportant as me.
Going through drawer after drawer. Nothing stood out.
Just as I was giving up, I saw a key under a pile of forgotten books. Reaching for it I froze hearing a voice behind me...
"What are you doing?"
