Parvum
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A door opens downstairs, and footsteps start up the flights. One, two, three—a break, probably to sweat and curse the madness—four, five.
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Parvum

by adkerns

A door opens downstairs, and footsteps start up the flights.

One, two, three—a break, probably to sweat and curse the madness—four, five.

Parvum listens close as the stranger makes his way through the hall. He thinks

he hears them pause, just for an instant, in front of his apartment.

Parvum’s hands tighten on the edge of the table, flex and

release as the steps continue around the corner.

“Was that you?”

“Don’t be paranoid.”

“That barely counts as an answer.”

Across the chessboard, the man in the suit smiles and moves

a pawn forward.

“Your move,” he says.

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