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The Hiding Place
Category: Thriller
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.