photo by Cathal Mac an Bheatha via Unsplash
The sharp click of her pumps was dulled by the wet pavement, consumed by the soggy concrete walls of the surrounding buildings.
Her reflection followed her in the shop windows as she walked, illuminated with red neon glow from the signs overhead.
In the darkness, his stomach growled. “Yes,” he thought. “She will do.”
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