Night Owls: A Narrative Fiction

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Kyle's demeanour and expression remained soft as they exited the alley, leaving behind the acrid smell of burning fabric, and stench of roasting flesh. Even if Adam was discovered before he was burnt to a crisp, and shrivelled to more than a bag of bones, the flames would destroy any physical evidence that Zai had left. He gripped her hand, and kept one eye on the path in front of them, and the other on Zai, ensuring they stayed in the shadows in the event they encountered any passers-by who were attracted to the bright-red arterial blood spatters that coated Azairah's face, hands and clothing. In the darkness, the stains blended in to her black dress, and caramel skin. Their footsteps echoed off the pavement, and Kyle awaited for Zai to turn …show more content…

"It's over, we're safe." Kyle whispered as he took the keys she proffered, then entered the vehicle without a further word. He held no compassion for the young man they'd left dead in the alley, nor for those who'd mourn his passing. The only one who truly deserved empathy was Azairah, and as he pulled out on to the deserted street, and that emotion was evident in his expression. He maintained his grip on the wheel, and foot on the gas as he scanned her face, which faded in and out of shadow under the passing lights. "How do I feel?" He repeated her question, almost inaudibly, and pulled his gaze back to the road, away from the blood-soaked woman beside him. Could he describe it? Just as it appeared he may not respond, the Army veteran took a deep breath, and began to talk. "I feel …show more content…

"It's not too personal. Until Lisa, it didn't excite me, mentally yes, but not sexually; however with Cole's girlfriend, although I never laid a finger on her in that way, it was different, as I was doing it for you, and had finally discovered another reason to live, other than for myself. For the first time in so long, I was needed, and the knowledge sexually aroused me; it's difficult to express." Kyle slipped his hand from Zai's as they entered the locality of Eden, and shifted his eyes back to hers. "That may all sound crazy talk. How can any homicide be rightful, and how can I be turned on by a woman's screams? Am I not more morally corrupt than those I label as

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