Mission Impossible!

Nikita stood in front of the door thinking hard. She would get one chance to do this and the slightest of errors could take the mission down.

Nikita went over her plans for the twentieth time. It was foolproof, she assured herself. But there were always certain unknown elements that could topple the equation.

When the moment arrived, Nikita would have to be swift and silent. And the timing had to be precise. It was all in the micro seconds.

Nikita looked at her hand-held device, where a message would flash when the timing was optimum. She could hear her heartbeat synchronise itself with the seconds on her timer. Her mouth had gone dry and her breathing slightly strained. Although Nikita had gone over the procedure a million times in her head, this was the first real attempt and she knew that a lot go wrong.

The message flashed! Nikita had just a few seconds to complete her task, before the window of opportunity closed itself. She quickly turned the door knob, opened the door a few inches and slipped through quietly. Noiselessly closing the door behind her, Nikita slid gracefully on the last bench in the classroom, just as the professor finished writing on the whiteboard and turned to face the class.