The saga continues!
P.S. I don’t know why, but I have so much fun writing Mallard… 😛
I’ve always enjoyed the juxtaposition between two incongruent scenes. This chapter illustrates that strange phenomenon…
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Today you get to meet an exceedingly… interesting… citizen of Crossroads!
Boom waka waka, Boom waka waka, Boom waka waka. The music droned across the basement, red lights glowed dim. “What do you want, big boy,” she purred, “I’ll give it to ya.”
Ashley slept like the dead. Ned poked her, only to verify that she hadn’t expired. She hadn’t.
She laid stretched on the couch appearing to have passed out. He barely slept all night. Instead he watched her sleep, pondered Crossroad’s recent murder, and constructed possible backstories explaining Ashley’s incision.
She appeared zonked out. “Perhaps I should have only given her one pill…”
But, she asked for two.
Ach. Sorry for the delay! I’ll post extra this week. Promise. 🙂
Let’s get cracking, eh?
One year ago, the terrorist organization Republic National Forces, (a.k.a. the RNF) exploded in a dizzying hemorrhage of top secret information; every member compromised, remaining operatives scattering like cockroaches. With even their deep cover, retired, and benign operatives exposed, RNF organizers struggled to cobble their once flawless network back together. But reunification was next to impossible.
Then the madness escalated.
Secrets unravel in today’s installment. Enjoy!
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Dr. Troy Tonn studied the golden Labrador standing in front of him. Its tail wagged wildly every time he caught its eye. He leaned over and glanced at its underside. “A girl,” he mumbled. He touched its back and the animal erupted in wiggles. “Simmer down,” he whispered. The dog leaped upwards and planted a slimy kiss on his cheek. He laughed.