#WritcoStoryPrompt28
Wide, frightened eyes took in the casual gait of the man walking towards her. Cold beads of sweat broke out across her forehead. It couldn't be him, could it?
It was him! That smirk on his thin lips was too cruel to belong to someone else.
But how could it be? She had killed him years ago!... questions racing through her mind like sting of bees,oh no!
She definitely finished it off,she had made the plan and executed it as best as she could,this thin muscular man did not deserve to walk the same earth as her.
She had to do something and something fast ,like the cheetah in her she fled,ran as fast as her legs could take her but he was after her immediately like a dog chasing a prey.
The people around her had questioning looks on their faces,who would have thought to see a half dressed woman with red black tights,a tight red crossed top,fiery blond hair and heels at hand being chased by a man in a dark coat.
He was catching up to her,just like the Harry Potter...