Crossing the Line

Today, I said a word that sounded unrealistic.

In the past, I would never say it no matter how much I wanted to get his attention. I would never cross that line. Because it was easy to do the mission when my target willingly fell into the trap I set.

The first time we met, I knew it when he told me to open my mouth was because he wanted to check if I was hiding some suicide pill in my tooth as he already had a suspicion I might be a spy, but he pretended as if he was about to kiss me. 

I must say, though, his action amazed me because he even thought of something like the old-fashioned "cyanide in a pill hidden in a tooth" scenario.