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No Way Out
Category: Thriller
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The end.