C50 He Lost His Life

The figure that materialized before me wasn't a woman, but the child she had callously discarded.

The sight of the blood-soaked child startled me so profoundly that I gasped sharply. The next second, I sprang to my feet.

But no sooner had I risen than I felt an unexpected weight on my shoulder.

I stumbled, nearly losing my balance, but managed not to fall.

Turning, I discovered an additional