Infiltration 2

"So, what should I do with you?" John asked Zara.

"W-what do you mean?" Zara asked, her voice trembling.

"I mean, you are a spy. I don't see any reason why I should keep you alive."

"WAIT! You can't do that," she begged.

"Why not?" John asked, his eyes narrowing.

Zara looked away in shame.

"Because I... I..."

"What? Spit it out!" John demanded.

"Because I love you, John. I've always loved you."

John's eyes narrowed.

"What?"

"I said, I love you," Zara repeated, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"You love me?" John asked.

"Yes, I do." She said, resting her arms on his chest.

"John, ever since I fir—ouch, hey!" Zara whined as John delivered a slap to the back of her head.

"Zara, I don't have time for your bullshit. You're a spy. I should kill you right here," he said as he pulled out his dagger.