horrific

I am continuing a story I began last week (this is part ten). You can find parts one and two and three and four and five and six and seven and eight and nine if you are interested

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"Please don't disturb the other customers, sir," Vanessa's eyes were full of spite, and she managed to make the word, sir sound dirty. I returned her gaze, a playful smile on my lips, whilst I tried to think of a witty comeback. I failed but was saved from humiliation by the ringing of my phone. I pulled it from my pocket and turned away, aware of the two pairs of eyes on my back.

"Hello?" It was Chip. He wanted to meet, again tonight. I agreed to the time, and the place, aware that my phone was probably tapped but uncertain of how to let Chip know, safely. "Sorry, to break up the party," I said. "I have a simply horrific schedule!"

Vanessa's eyes were cold, and her thin smile could have cut me in two.

"I can tell you the address, if you like," I said to the man, "To save you the bother of following me." He did a reasonable impression of confusion and I shook my head and left, wondering how long he would wait before leaving his seat. The night air bit into my face as I left the pub, and I pulled my coat about me.

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As usual I started with the freewrite prompt and used themostdangerouswritingapp.com to write the first five minutes (and then popped it into google docs to check for errors and tidy it up a bit):

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I had a comment left on one of my freewrites and I have to say, it made my day!

“Hey I got the book and want to tell you how much I enjoyed your story! Loved the twist at the end… you somehow nearly always manage to produce an unexpected twist... . Love the care you take with your characters, intertwining them.” @owasco