The clutch of panic is physically painful, almost enough to make her gasp. This is it, this is how they get her, she'll hum something for him and then he'll know everything, what she did, where she lives -- and even if everything he just told her was true, he could be with the Council, or willing to give them or sell them information about her --
She swallows hard, makes herself breathe.
For all he knows, I never stopped working for them. Either of them.
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Date: 2008-08-31 08:34 pm (UTC)She swallows hard, makes herself breathe.
For all he knows, I never stopped working for them. Either of them.
"What kind of a tune?"