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Winston stood at the bar, cleaning a mug. It was a slow evening, but a number of people were waiting in the room. Mostly old faces, but there were a couple that Winston didn’t recognize. That was common for the tavern. With the need for more workers in Heron city up north, more and more people had been making their way through town, which was great for business. The mountain pass, as dangerous as it was, would cut weeks off of their trip and was greatly preferred. The majority of them stood by the fire, warming their hands. Fifteen years, ...
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Harriet sat at the elegant table, looking out the window at the city far below. The lights of the buildings and cars lit up the freshly fallen white snow. Somewhere out there, Mark was waiting with a long-ranged rifle, prepared to take the fatal shot. Harriet shivered, unable to determine if it came from watching the frozen white powder fall from the sky or from thinking of the cold heartless deed that was about to take place. She had done horrible things during her lifetime. She was a thief, a liar, a cheat, and much more, but a killer….. S...
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