The Price of Betrayal: Prologue

Prologue:

“No! You can’t do this! You can’t kill me!” she exclaimed as the man held a knife to her throat.

         “No?” he replied, laughingly. “I’m the one who holds the knife, little rabbit. And the one who holds all the power.”
         
                “Please don’t do this. I’ll do anything you want.”
         
                “Anything? Hmm… sounds like an interesting proposition, but years too late. Years too late,” he murmurs. “You ran, ran like a little rabbit. Now you’ll die like the little rabbit that is caught by the wolf. You’ll die a nice slow painful death and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

                “No, please don’t. Please!” she begs as the knife starts to cut into her throat.