Authors Note: Could I have some more reviews please, I liked the most recent one I got. And I hope you enjoy this one, it's a bit short, but I want to keep you hanging for a bit more. (and thanks chcraven for your most recent review, I could not resist using it)
"I wondered if you would remember me or not, I guess I'm not as hard to forget as I thought I was, may need to sort that out, but given I'm not called Marishka anymore, it probably won't matter." she replied, "I changed my name to Mary Smith, so if something had gone wrong, I could have been any girl, not just a dead girl."
The wind had picked up, blowing pine needles into the hollow, Marishka's hair blew into her face, but she just brushed it aside. The sun was now fully risen, but the mountain meant the hollow was still in shadow.
Karl looked into her eyes trying to find a trace of the 19 year old he had met, but he found nothing and emotionless void.
"Like the note I sent you?" she asked
"Well, it was a cute little version of the nursery rhyme." He replied, "But you've not answered my question, what would you hope to achieve?"
"Does it matter?" she answered, she tightened her grip on the gun and took aim.
"So I guess this is it." She added
Karl heard the gun go off with a bang as Marishka pulled the trigger sending a bullet in his direction. He thought back to how he had met her, when she'd blown up the bridge, she'd had quite an attitude and ended up driving Marcus up the wall, then she'd saved his life, but he'd been unable to return the favour.