13 March 2020 - 15 Minute Fiction Friday
Steps thundered towards him in the silence of the blackness, or so he feared.
His heart was thumping so rapidly he felt unable to differentiate between the sounds of his heart beating and the man he knew must be approaching, who would never stop.
Frantically, he felt in the sides of his jeans pockets for the USB stick, desperate to at least assure himself his mission had not been in vain. Why had they not told him? The man he had been hired to steal from was such a… maniac.
A snap sounded from behind him, and he spun around.