Jennifer froze at the sound of the voice, its thick accent had a sharp staccato as it broke the silence in the room. She reached her hand into her pocket and pressed a button on the recorder. She hoped it was the record button. She realized that she had failed to acquaint herself with the device, having bought it for her meeting. She was an amateur from beginning to end. When she saw the dead eyes of the informant, she tried her best to bluff.<br/><br/>"I was followed here and, the police will be here in moments. I was supposed to be out front five minutes ago." She turned to leave the room, careful not to look at the man issuing the voice.<br/><br/>She slowly began to back away from the dead man, her heart hammering in her ears now, deafening her to the sounds around her. "I’m going to go and I’ll give you ten minutes before I tell anyone about our mutual friend here."<br/><br/>She inched further, hoping he was considering her proposition. She planned to break into a full run when she was nearer the door. She took another step. Jennifer realized she underestimated the far-reaching conspiracy she had stumbled onto.