In Which She Is Anxious

Angela's heart nearly burst out of her chest, knowing that she would get caught the next second.

However slow she was in backing away, a pair of hands began to grab her so fast, causing the hair down her spine to stand as a sense of danger engulfed her.

One arm closed around her waist and a hand covered her mouth from the scream she was about to belt as she was pulled to the side and away from the door. In the next second, her back was pressed against a hard chest, her eyes bugging out as she heard the door from Perry's office open and then close.

"Nothing's changed," muttered Perry as he walked away. "Everything is already set in motion. We'll proceed as planned." His voice faded out the farther he got until he disappeared at the far corner.

With Angela's heart nearly leaping out of her, she breathed harshly against the palm that covered her mouth.