C81 His Fear

“I don’t even know whose baby I am carrying,” Shishi rasped in a wretched voice. “Then… can I touch you? Without the mask? We don’t have to turn on the lights. I just want to touch your face.”

Mr. Sniper didn’t say anything.

For a long while, Room 2307 of the Hilton Hotel was deathly silent.

Just when she thought she couldn’t bear it any longer, a phone started ringing