The wind bit at my exposed legs sending me a heavy sent of cologne from the target.
His fingers insticaly went up to his cheek
I lifted my hand up and shoved the injection into his cheek. He screamed and backed away holding his face.
The small injection in my sweaty palms, I shook it.
"Do you have him?" A voice hissed from the receiver in my hands.
His knees popping as his body went down.
I smelled the heavy sent of cologne I could only guess it was from our victim. [b]My gym shorts were too thin! What was Miles thinking? It was freezing out here. My cover wasn't very convincing, a girl jogging after the sun had gone down, without a jacket or even a light.[b]
I liked to think I had integrity but deceit only coated that.
"Sweet dreams." I whispered, the thought of him robbing the jewerly store for us consuming my mind.
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