The Scorpion by Simone le Roux

Knocking on the pretty girl’s door took all his courage. As Robert waited, he wondered if his heart could actually be pounding so hard – it was physically impossible.

Her footsteps on the other side sounded as though she were tip-toeing, not that it did any good with his hearing. Her peephole darkened. She was silent.

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