The Wayfarer

[Victor Steiner]

Old and decaying my ass was all he thought, he remembered her as a young, fit and healthy female of considerable intellect, how she let her guard down was almost unbelievable. Or perhaps things had happened and what remained of her pride prevented her from sharing what actually happened, that she simply got complacent.

Apparently someone wants to see me, and instead of sending a letter, like a civilized person, they sent a bounty hunter. Twenty Million, can you believe it? He scoffed, twenty million that was all? Oh well, beggar's can't be choosers. What happens to you now? He said quietly. Maybe he didn't like or trust her, but it was possible he wouldn't see her again. Maybe she was about to undergo some sort of agonizing death and he'd be the last 'friendly' face she saw, if so, he could give her some level of decent respect before she parted.

Or maybe she was just in this for fun...who knows.

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