Zoe darted down the hotel hallway, her bare feet soundless against the plush carpet. As many times as she repeated Yvain’s words to herself, that the difficult, dangerous part of her mission was over with, she couldn’t quite believe it. She was still on the top floor of a hotel frequented by high-ups in the…
Story Title: Behind Her Eyes
Scent
The door of the limousine clicked shut, and Heinrich took his seat opposite Zoe, his eyes devouring her. Zoe did her best to smile as the car pulled off noiselessly. They were alone in the back of the car—all senior Party officials rode in driverless, electric vehicles. For now, Heinrich was content to look at…
Sight
Three metro stops were all that remained of Zoe’s old life. She had ridden this line every day for years, and she could feel the time between each stop in her bones and recite every word the electronic notification system would speak. After the next three stops, Freedom Palace, Museum of Progress and People’s Plaza,…