She made her way to the next door cafe where Whispers bid goodbye to her man friend unaware that every gesture was being observed and memorized.
Realizing that her prey was now alone and that it would not be as long a night as it might have been, had the two friends been 'closer' charged her. She also knew that this 'lack' of relationship would grant her more time before the secret would be discovered. Confidence washed across her face.
She followed from a short distance, watching stoicly in the shadows. Whispers traversed a section of bulky, cracked pavement, and then stepped obliviously into an alleyway behind the cinema.
She knew that to strike now would mean success and so, as cold and lethal as a pit viper she shot toward her prey. A flash of light bounced off the metal blade thrusting toward her and Whispers cowered in a desperate attempt to elude the attack. The cleaver impaled the brain stem and Whispers fell instantly.
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