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PoesAccomplice
In the Brooder
Matteo spied her from a hill top ahead. He rushed behind a large oak, where he unsheathed his knife, reflecting his bloodthirsty face.Colette carefully loaded her pistol with the stone cold bullets and headed towards the trees. She drew the velvety black hood of her cloak to conceal most of her face. Silently the assassin stalked through the towering trees, and took in her suroundings, memorising the layout of the forest and the dips and peaks in the earth. Her bony finger, wrapped around the killing machines trigger, as she silently moved through the forest as a skilled predator would.