This is the prologue to my first story on this forum. I hope you enjoy it.
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The alleyway was deserted as far as Luke could see. In the dead of night he scurried farther and farther into the alley. An alley said to be a meeting place of criminals, and young business men. His light feet softly touched the cobblestone path as he ventured further into the darkness. He had come not expecting a welcome, or to leave any evidence he was here. If he was caught by either the police or Mark, the Con Man responsible for the crime in this city, he was as good as dead.
Echoing across the walls came a sound Luke did not want to hear, the sound of footsteps. He pressed his back across the wall, a horrid smell issued from it, most likely from the drugs that were hidden in the crevices. The sound stopped, Luke guessed they had went inside one of the many criminal hide outs. Gathering his courage he continued on. Finally at the end of the ally he knelt to the ground, searching for another lead.
“No, he couldn’t have gotten here first. He couldn’t hav-”
The air was sucked out of his lungs as the killers knife plunged into his back. Again and again the knife dug into his spine. In a pool of his own blood he hit the ground, his search was over.
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