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The Hiding Place
Category: Thriller
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
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.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.