Defiance

The note said only two words: Noelle Harding, printed in tiny, golden ink across a large, otherwise blank piece of paper. At the time he had flipped it over; keen eyes searching every inch and crevice, sure that his instructions would have been more complex — more than just simply a name.

But the page was empty. In the back of his mind he could see Godwin’s eyes, alight with the promise of something ominous — something akin to an adventure. “Noelle Harding,” he whispered, tasting the words on his tongue. Wondering if they’d be his salvation.

The note had said only two words. But standing at the finish line… damn it did his heart say more.