I hope you all enjoy your monday. Enjoy my usual "100 Word Stories” microfiction:

Title: The Face of Justice

After all these years, my past had finally caught up to me. It had been over ten years since it happened, since I killed the son of my landlord. I didn’t mean for it to come to that, it was just a card game; I was also a little drunk.

Perhaps I should have turned myself in, let justice be done. But I did not want to go to prison. So I bolted. Their search for me had been fruitless.

Until now.

They sent a bounty hunter after me. And just before I die, I saw the face of justice.