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Untitled story [introduction] |
| Written by Amie Kerlin | |
| Tuesday, 27 May 2008 | |
 Sitting alone in the dark room, she had begun to lose sense of time. How long had she been sitting here? One hour? Two? It was still light when he left and now there was no light coming in from behind the loose fitting blinds covering the window in her run down motel room. She wasn't about to turn the light on either. He said he was coming right back. How long was he going to make her wait? This time alone gave her time to think about what this proposal meant. She knew he was sketchy from the start, but he had been disappearing more and more for the past few months and now she was getting really annoyed. After all, it was HER life on the line here not his. For five years she had done just fine on her own. Nobody knew where she was or who she was for that matter, and that's how she wanted to keep it. But then she met him.
He said he knew who she was and why she was running. Nobody knew her real name or why she was gone. Except for him. He knew. He still hadn't answered her questions about how he found her or how he knew her at all. He said it was best if she didn't know. Yeah, she'd heard that before. What usually followed that sentence was a hospital stay. The only thing he did tell her was his name-Joe Dagget. It didn't ring any bells. Finally she heard the doorknob turn. He was back. Now he could do some explaining. She was determined to get some questions answered before she ended up getting hurt. Just to be certain of her safety, she reached behind her to feel the weight of the .45 resting on the bed just behind her and turned the safety off. She was ready for him now.
To Be Continued..... Copyright 2008 Amie Kerlin |
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