The Shadow Man

His hat had a wide brim that hid his face, casting a shadow that plunged him into a darkness that suited him well.  He turned up his collar, sheltering from the cold wind as he turned into the deserted street.  The lights flickered as he walked, alerting those hiding behind barred windows that he wandered the streets.  Curtains twitched as he paraded the pavement, a sneer unseen across his face.  He stopped at a door as he pulled a note from his pocket, then without warning raised his leg and kicked it open.  Inside they screamed, but no one came.


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