Too Close

-- Nora's hand was as cold as the the blade she tried to gut me with. I should've known something was up. Getting her to agree to the plan was easy and smooth; too smooth. I wanted to snap her wrist, maybe even her neck, but I found myself trying to warm that hand of hers with my own. That, and her heart.--

A few things:

1) I did this right after work so I'm extremely tired now.

2) I think I've said it before, but I love noir, and this is another Hitchcockian inspiration.

3) Though it looks like a graphite pencil it was done entirely in SAI