“Would you mind if we took a look around?” he asked suddenly getting up from the sofa.
“I swear! Nobody’s here.”
The two policemen paid her no attention as they walked though the house.
They found him crouching behind the coats. He didn’t put up much of a fight. Tears streamed down her face as they snapped handcuffs on both of them.
“You should use coasters on glass tables” one said as he pushed her into the car.
In the otherwise spotless house it had been the rings left behind by the two cups of coffee that had betrayed her.
He was on his 2nd coffee but the couple showed no signs of leaving. Jake checked the photograph again. He had never failed a mission and didn’t want this to be his first.
She shrieked from across the room. The man got off his knees and shouted. “She said Yes!”
Champagne was brought out while the rest of the room clapped, congratulating the couple. Jake left two 100 Rupee notes on the table and left the café.
He might be a hit man but he was also a romantic. 1 miss in 145 missions. There was first time for everything.