He’s still here. I see him
sometimes. I don’t know who he’s going after next. I don’t really have anyone
else that I care about.
Maybe he’s done with me now.
Not that it matters. I doubt it was ever me that he wanted.
He’s fast though. I only get
glimpses out of the corner of my eye and in the shadows. There’s never enough
time for me to do anything.
But I’m patient.
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