PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

When the phone finally rang, her muscles turned to jelly. Waiting for the designated fifth ring, she slid down the wall until she was sitting, trembling, on the floor.

“Agent 47.”

“You have failed. Miserably. We had such high hopes for you.  Have you any explanation?”

“Nothing was where you said it would be,” she gasped, strangling on her own breath. “I tried. Really, I gave it everything I have.”

“Not quite. You will, though. Wait where you are. There is no place to run, no place to hide.”

And there wasn’t.


45 thoughts on “Fear

  1. Eeek! It’s going to take all your talents as a writer to get her safely out of this one. 😉
    Let’s see. Maybe the guy they send to assassinate her is really a double agent and he helps her to escape.
    In another vain, remember Max Smart with the phone in his shoe?

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  2. We’ll told and too scary to contemplate what happens next (although I’m hoping the two characters are a couple enjoying role play on their anniversary). ‘fraid to say I’m not speaking from experience.

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