"So, who’s going to die today? Unless you give me the money now, both of you are dead."
Julie's bored facial expression didn't change as she picked at her nails with a pointed nail filer, her dark eyes concentrated on a sliver of dirt under her ring finger nail bed. She didn't bother to look up at the masked stranger pointing a gun at her, just a few inches away from her head. Years of condition...
The opulent hotel room is pitch dark except for a sliver of yellow light streaming in through a slightly ajar hotel window curtain. Cassandra sits beside the window with a long set of binoculars, concentrating her gaze through them. We do not see what she is looking at.
An alarm clock suddenly rings, intruding Cassandra's concentration. She sighs deeply, stands up, and stretches her long, slend...
William holds my hand firmly as he leads me across the meticulously manicured park, timid excitement brewing in his gaze. _I hope you do like it, _his eyes say.
We walk past a long line of mature willow trees and stop at a red and white checkered wool picnic blanket nestled comfortably in the sea of green grass. An assortment of foreign fruits, pastries, and even French champagne lay ready for u...