Five Sentence Fiction Blades (Part 3 Zoe)

                                                            

I feel bleugh after missing my flash fiction pieces this week due to being up to my eyes in cake and fondant icing. But all that is behind me now; just the party tonight so a quick 5SF before donning the dancing shoes. This week's prompt is Blades and I have managed to link it to two previous 5SF:

1. Accident
2. Desolate 

Another sparse hotel room and another carefully unpacked suitcase revealed the purpose of Zoe’s latest assignment; to retrieve the flashdrive that she and her organisation had been waiting so impatiently for. Tipping out the contents of the manila envelope, as she waited for the bath to fill, Zoe glanced at the photograph of a rather handsome man before picking up the lipstick; removing the lid to reveal a small but lethal, razor-sharp blade causing a frown to etch across her forehead.

She didn’t like knives; knives meant getting up close, too close and they were far too messy for her liking . . . . . it was never a clean kill . . . . . . but on the other hand . . . . . . it was silent.

Placing the lid on the lipstick, Zoe stepped into the bath as she pondered the weapon choice and how close she would have to be to the man in the photograph, which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing or hard; she was extremely good at her job after all.

The arduous journey was washed away by the soft soapy water as Zoe began to finally relax, sinking deeper into the bath until her face was completely submerged, blocking out the lipstick, handgun and flashdrive. . . if only the face in the photograph would disappear too. . .   

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