The Lark
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The Lark

Done and Dusted

He waited for his mark to arrive so he could fulfill his final mission — she was the one thing he hadn’t counted on

Heavy wooden door whooshes shut, slashing the dusty light inside.
Slow, measured footsteps clomp across the worn hardwood floor.
God-like, he saunters to the bar, taking the crowds and loud music in stride.
Eyes darting hither and fro, he…

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