But that was a lie. She wanted to live a little longer. She wanted to know what was between her and the man looking so intensely at her. He watched her every move, examining her every expression. Probably only fair since she couldn’t take her eyes off him. “Why only men?” he asked. “What? Isn’t it obvious?” She wished he would just tell her if he was sending her back. For the last five months she’d been treated better than she’d ever remembered. She even felt safe for the first time in her life. But she knew deep inside he was sending her back. Cold eyes betraying nothing, he looked at her as he would at any murderer. So what did it really matter what he thought of her? Maybe it was time for her to go back. At least her life was worth two of his operatives. That was a step up in her opinion. She leaned back in the chair, looking at him with half-closed eyes. “Listen, I hate men. No, I’m not sexually interested in women. I already have a pussy. Why would I want another one?
