At the end of the street
The dark narrow alleys gave in to a wider street.
She stopped for a while with hands on her knees. Half bent she let out a sigh. The worse was finally over. She rumbled through her coat, not to take any chance. One could never be sure until ..yes the pack was well concealed in the hidden pocket of her bra.
She darted a quick glance around, surprisingly her chasers had lost the plot. A smile played on her lips, she has been successful in getting her way out, unscathed. For what she carried with her was well worth killing for! Read More