The Calling Card
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"I knew I'd find you, even if I hadn't searched for you by faith. I knew you'd cross my path again. Maybe we're destined to be. Get married and have children move in a house with white picket fence.
Or better yet, we'll rule the world to bring it to its knees and have it confess we're its king and queen, then pull the trigger and have the peasants pick up its pieces ." She couldn't hear me as she slept peacefully.
Unaware of who lurk just meters away from where she laid her head. Unaware of whom yearns for her presence, jealous of the air she breaths, that it gets to be trapped in her lungs.
How easy it would be to take her with me.
Just by some chance encounters on wrong timing did they meet.
Laughing to himself, he carefully flicked the cigar out the window of her bedroom. He moved slowly over to where she sleeps kiss her forehead. And left the one thing she could recognize him with. "пока мы не встретимся снова, мой любимый"
"Stay out of trouble my петарда" closing" her "door" quietly he made sure "everything "was to her liking Deposited some money in her bank account and fed the cat some treats.
Then he went off into the night like a shadow returning to the darkness once it loses its light. Leave behind the only thing he knew would identify him his calling card.
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