Cat and mouse sucked when you were the mouse.  Ironic considering my pursuer was named after a big cat.  There were moments where I was able to get some rest, but any sleep was light and quick.  A bird would wake me and I would be on guard again.  Leo wasn’t going to kill me.  I won’t let him.  I couldn’t die yet.  There was still work to be done.  At least the sun was going down.  Darkness was one of my strengths.  My current sanctuary, an abandoned building along the edge of the port.  Running around town led me here.  It was tricky when I was on the streets earlier.  Leo and I couldn’t simply open fire when surrounded by others.  However, I took pleasure in feeling his glare on me while I spoke with a vendor about the bo...

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