Whispers in the Night

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the quiet town. A lone figure moved through the darkness, her black hair cascading down her back in a silky waterfall. She was a woman of striking beauty, with olive skin and curves that could make a man’s knees weak. She was an Indian woman, a babe in her prime, and she was on a mission. Her destination was a small, modest house on the outskirts of town. She approached it with caution, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew what she