Excerpt: Taboo

'Trust me.'
Two words that had the potential of killing me or saving me. I didn't have time to ponder, think, just to choose. His ivory strong hand was within my reach and I had to close my eyes as the dizziness kicked in again. The Smokey lights danced behind my eyelids.
"002?!" A question or command it didn't make a difference. He needed my answer now. I looked up at him, vision blurred by the smoke that surrounded us. This was simply training. Another day at this strange agency that was slowly becoming home.
I took a quick breath trying to clear my head and get my body to respond. To reach for the hand that lay temptingly close. But ...

If I did reach I'd lose. I'd have to start this level all over. I'd come so far.
I hate to lose.
"No." my voice squeaked surprising even me. I sounded afraid. I swallowed trying to mask the emotions flooding me. This was my training I had to do this.
His eyes wavered for a moment but he seemed to accept my decision and a small speck of admiration entered his steel colored eyes. Admiration for me? Hysterical laughter died midst my throat. Focus 002. Focus.
The hand was withdrawn as was the temptation. I didn't even know why he reached out for me. Before he barely acknowledged my existence... I was the rookie and he was...
He was the ultimate spy. He was everything I wanted to be. The reason I was in this mess in the first place.
He was BlackWing.
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