On The Run
"I had unknowingly stumbled upon a Lion’s den.
No, an aged and most powerful Polish War Bear on my tail.
Curiosity I had given into for the most part shall lead me to my end.
Found the answers and realized too late, that there was no man;
for he was no longer a man."
On the run in from the Russian Mafia. A secret she well-kept, accidentally revealed.
Curiosity could just be her undoing..
The beast, he had picked up my scent and I was next. The honey pot never meant for sharing meant a verdict of silence, my utter and complete silence.
“My name is Minerva and these I suspect will be the last words I leave behind for this world. How far can I run or has curiosity already killed the cat.”