Evelyn stood at the edge of the hotel terrace, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched her phone.

The moon was high, casting a silvery glow across the city, but there was no peace in her heart.

It was late, but she had to use the cover of darkness to do what she needed to get done.

The shadows of her choices clung to her like a second skin.

Those choices she made that had now led to betrayal, heartbreak, and now, fear.

Her message had been brief.

She gave a time, and a location. ...