Keep Breathing
Chapter 11
Molly often used her journey home as a time for reflection and summing up,. It was during that short period that she readied herself to give her daily report to her brother, the one where they sat against the headboard of her bed drinking tea and nibbling on chocolate digestives.
She didn't often however let her mind drift into the shadowy alleys of the past where monsters sprung up from every corner leaving her breathless and shaking.
But today was different.
Today she had taunted a man and pushed poison into his veins with her own two hands.
She had expected it to be harder than the long-distance murders she had been a part of before, expected the thin voice of her conscience to make an appearance at some point during the sordid affair but the only change from the norm was the intense satisfaction warming her from the inside out.
She had finally started to pay her brother back for all the times he protected her from her nightmares.
