She should have known better to wander at this time of the night, but her sheer wanderlust – especially when it came to being in a new place – got the best of her. The desire to come to understand her oriental roots, being birthed from a German mother, forced her to travel to such a gracious country.
“ And here I thought I’d feel safer walking around at night compared to home… Turns out it’s just the same… ” Perhaps if you had not chosen to be out at such an abnormal hour.
———HE’D WATCHED THE MAN TAIL HER SINCE WELL BEFORE HE WOULD HAVE CONSIDERED IT COINCIDENCE. parking his bike beneath the underpass of a connecting road, the man kept his helmet on as he watched the pursuit closely. most nights, people were not so fortunate to have him looking out for them; the level of crime against visitors was on the rise. pacing himself as to not give away his presence, the man listened in as his prey closed in on the woman. this would not end with a kill, he knew it.
before knife was even brandished, kaufman sprung and grappled the would-be mugger in his arms. holding him like that as he thrashed and struggled, the man counted slowly towards two hundred. then and there, he rested the attacker on his back.
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