Cubes for Tue Jan 05 2021 00:00:00 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)

The Dragon's Wing

It had been years since that night. Walker had spent most of it deep in the woods1, filling the hole2 he had spent the afternoon digging.

Now, he sat in the Dragon’s Wing3, a half-finished pint4 in his hand. In front of him, A folder5 with a reminder. His past had caught up.

But who? Obviously not the police or he’d already be in shackles6. Someone was playing games with him.

He didn’t like guessing games7 and wasn’t going to get trapped in someone else’s web8.

Walker finished his beer, paid, and went to the leave. He stood in the entrance for a few moments and scanned the parking lot. The lights from inside made his shadow extend into the cold night9.

Finally, he stepped out and headed for his car.