The Spy
Mar 05, 2020
2 minutes
The Spy slips out of a dark alley and onto the high street, makeshift bandages and a bloodstained shirt hidden underneath a thick coat regretfully stolen from a market stall. The Spy scans the crowded thoroughfare, looking for… something. A trace of recognition; of surprise; of cold, predatory triumph. Reader, the job went bad. Suddenly, something unexpected happens.
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