I Will Always Be Watching » Places

         Darius tilted his head and the corner of his mouth twitched. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the people around them. He took a step even closer to her and moved his head so it was next to hers, and spoke into her ear. "An angel and a demon in the middle of the street," he said in a low voice. "You'd think the two of us would draw attention." then he stood up again and let go of her wrist. "Why are you still here? Why haven't you fled?" Darius raised an eyebrow and gave a shake of his head in wonder. He was angry now. At himself and at her. At himself because he hadn't completed his task, and because that strange feeling was still there. Whatever the hell it was. He was a killer and a hitman from hell, nothing else. If his masters had indeed betrayed him, then Darius wanted nothing to do with anything anymore.