C55 The Assassin Under the Bed

The rustling of pages turning drifted down from above, leaving the assassin feeling completely numb.

[Damn it, why aren't you asleep yet?]

He had no idea how much longer his target would read, forcing him to endure the sour taste and growing numbness in his body.

"Cough, cough!"

The target's cough sent his heart, which had just settled, racing again.

[Damn it!]

[Keep it down