Magdalena was walking along a long, exhausting road, yet she could barely feel the fatigue, the cold, the heat, or even hunger. She felt strangely light, as if a heavy burden had finally been lifted from her shoulders. It was as though she had accomplished something that would be remembered for generations. She had killed two scumbags, though she still regretted that the last one, Alex was still breathing so far.God, how she wished she could be there now, watching what was happening. She wanted to look into the eyes of his father, the police chief, and tell him that his son had got exactly what he deserved. He had burned alive in his own filth.Oh, how she wished she could visit Sara’s grave and tell her that she had avenged her. But it was still too early. There was one more snake left, and Magdalena would gladly put an end to him too.The road was exhausting, but Magdalena no longer paid attention to her cracked feet, her face covered in dust and dirt, or the black clothes torn by
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