Once the call ended, Hazel felt this unsettling feeling. Something felt amiss in the house; an instinct born from years as an assassin warned her that they were not alone.
Hazel glanced around, her senses heightened, scanning for any shadows lurking in the corners of the room.
Slowly, with caution, Hazel walked towards the door and opened it to a quiet hallway that greeted her, but her instinct was right.
From behind the door, she spotted men in black masks in the hallway. There were four of them, and they didn't see her.
"Ck, what the hell." Hazel was annoyed and found the situation troublesome. She wanted to go back to sleep, but now there were intruders inside this house.
As this was River's line of work, she immediately felt the weight of their presence. With one glance, she recognized that they were assassins.
She slipped from the room and went to the hallway. Her footsteps couldn't be heard, and her presence was still unnoticed by them.
