Plans and Clone

June 29, 8:42 pm, London, England

Oh no.

Oh no no no no no nononononono-

"Associate?" said the slick, charming voice of my nightmares. "When did all that start?"

I couldn't take my eyes off him, my body frozen. My back was slick with sweat as I audibly gulped, unable to process this.

He was there, standing in the doorway, as if he had always been there, waiting for this to happen. I knew that this was just his clone. I knew that he wasn't really as powerful as the actual Demon Lord, but the black aura radiating off him would make anyone feel small and weak.

How was he here? How did he find out?

I was so careful. I had been so, so careful.

I pushed through small, unnoticeable things into the storylines, under the Demon Lord's eyes. With Malgeysa's help, I had even been able to put up barriers so that I could do more sabotage after work.

Did all that really go up in smoke just because I forgot to check my phone just now?