By Priya Gill
Zofia put on gloves as KGB General Ivanov entered her salon with his fifteen-year-old daughter. Ivanov’s reign of terror had brutalized Krakow’s citizens. Zofia recalled his laughter after he’d killed her husband and their twelve-year-old son.
“Olga wants her ears pierced.” Ivanov touched his daughter’s hair.
Zofia picked up a needle from the dresser. “Honored.”
She dipped the needle in a liquid. “To stop the pain.”
“Good woman.” Ivanov smiled.
Zofia pierced Olga’s ears and cleaned the surrounding skin with the same liquid.
Ivanov screamed as Olga convulsed and collapsed with a final breath.
Sarin, the nerve blocker, was swift, reliable.
Revenge is indeed a dish served cold, as this story wonderfully illustrates. Kudos.
Comeuppance indeed! Raw revenge written in a few words but with a heavy punch. Well done!
Very nicely written. The pain for revenge is evident
Well done..
Great from beginning to end. Congrats !
Congrats… Sweet revenge… Kudos…
Great story!
Engaging story! Loved it.
Killing an innocent 15-year-old girl for revenge is the rinse-and-repeat cycle that perpetuates savagery for eternity.
Taut and engaging. We’ll done!
Awesome Lady!
Nicely dark!
Nicely done!
Revenge may be sweet. But Ivanov’s won’t be.