Chapter 12 is coming along nicely, I think. (Fingers crossed.) I'm actually almost done with it. Slowly yet steadily I inch closer to the end of this AU. lol I wrote two scenes today, neither long but both move the plot along. The second of the two is (I hope) pure action and suspense.
Today's sample:
The Salesman could sense he was losing him. He couldn’t afford for him to pussy out now. “Kill *him*,” he jabbed at the photo, “and you weaken The Ripper enough to end him. Unless you would rather he live long enough to reunite you with your brother.”
Randall gave him an icy stare. Would anyone really miss this pissant if he were to die right here, right now? He doubted it. This douche was just another worker bee trying to get with the queen by making a name for himself. Then again, why shouldn’t he get the credit? “Well, when you put it like that ….” Randall returned the photo and closed the envelope. “When?”
“I want Marcus Keane dead within thirty-six hours.”
The young man gave a curt nod. “Consider it done.” He turned and walked back the way he came.
Day 7, cinelitchick, 1151 words
Today's sample:
The Salesman could sense he was losing him. He couldn’t afford for him to pussy out now. “Kill *him*,” he jabbed at the photo, “and you weaken The Ripper enough to end him. Unless you would rather he live long enough to reunite you with your brother.”
Randall gave him an icy stare. Would anyone really miss this pissant if he were to die right here, right now? He doubted it. This douche was just another worker bee trying to get with the queen by making a name for himself. Then again, why shouldn’t he get the credit? “Well, when you put it like that ….” Randall returned the photo and closed the envelope. “When?”
“I want Marcus Keane dead within thirty-six hours.”
The young man gave a curt nod. “Consider it done.” He turned and walked back the way he came.