Fanfic100: 031. Sunrise.
I wish I didn't have to do that. Keeping Hannibal away from temptation like this.
But we can't lift the money. Pity though.
I think Hannibal is right; 5 million dollars are quite a sum.
But by no means worth turning into petty little thieves.
He knows it too and won't hold it against me. I don’t think he was really tempted.
Although it would have been nice.
I close my eyes briefly and imagine a vacation on a nice remote beach, watching the sun rise over the ocean, the waves lapping gently on the beach.
Or we'd have enough money to buy us a secluded house somewhere on the countryside and live comfortably until we die of boredom.
When I open my eyes I look straight into Hannibal's.
I’m not sure whether the regret I see there is a reflection of my own or a product of my imagination.