The Naked Angel
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Justin Golding
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Justin Golding
My eyes were locked onto their victim’s eyes. I kept on walking, I should have been running away, but instead I was walking calmly towards Blond and his knife. It was the victim’s eyes — her eyes were making me do this. I had expected to see fear, pain, and desperation, but all I saw was tranquility. This was what dragged me towards her — a naked woman in the chill of March was being attacked and she was at peace. I needed that peace.
In the early hours of Easter Friday, in New York, Steve Walters died – but he would be re-born.
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