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White Fire – A taste

March 1, 2016

White Fire by Laurie Bell

A taste…

The sun set, and the city woke up hungry.

As the lights of the metropolis brightened, unseen shadows crept into alleyways and emerged from dark corners ready to conduct activities that should never see the light of day. In the heart of the darkness, evil held its breath.

Toni squinted into the murky alley light, straining to make out any detail in the shadows around her. Warm blood trickled down her face. Her bruised ribcage ached with every breath she took, and luckily—or unluckily, depending on the point of view—no onlooker or startled pedestrian had stumbled into the alley—yet.

Of the two men, standing before her, she would have to watch the Tarrelian carefully. Her heart raced as she took in his muscular frame and giant arms. Towering over her by at least a head, he glared through tiny eyes. His face looked like he’d taken several beatings, leaving him with a flat nose and a misshapen jaw. She’d caught a glimpse of the Kilmarc tattoo on his wrist with its distinctive green spiral barely exposed below the cuff of his sleeve. It was the mark of a gun for hire and when she stared into his expressionless eyes she knew she was in trouble. Sweat broke out across the back of her neck. He would kill her without qualm.

The Tarrelian had called the other man Tubby. The first time she’d heard it, she’d laughed given the excess body weight the man carried, well, everywhere. She wasn’t laughing now. He glared at her through dull watery blue eyes. His thin lips pursed. Her gaze flicked over his rumpled clothes. He’d probably lived in them for the last few days. That was how long she’d been hunting him.

Tubby shuffled from one foot to the other, one hand outstretched over the killer’s wrist as if he could actually stop the man from shooting her. She wasn’t hopeful he’d show her any mercy. Tubby needed her seal and the chip warrant for his arrest if he was to escape the spaceport’s security cordon, and he could only get that if she were alive to print it—thus, the tense standoff. Her stare returned to the trained killer.

At times like this, she regretted her choice in career.

Tubby stepped out from behind his beady-eyed bodyguard and grinned. “So, you’re Agent Delle?” From her periphery, she saw his eyes drop to travel the length of her body, pausing at her empty holster and missing agent’s star. Her skin crawled with the lingering leer. “You’re a freaky looking one, that’s for sure.”

She didn’t take her eyes off the Tarrelian, watching for the slightest twitch. Forcing her breathing to remain steady took more concentration than she could spare, but like the Tarrelian, she remained poker-faced. She flipped her stare to Tubby. Maybe she could use him?

Tubby’s grin faded. “Did you think I’d let anyone catch me, especially a SPT Agent?” He sneered when she didn’t respond. With a shake of his head, he turned to the hired gun and spat, “Just lemme get the contract, and then you can get rid of her. Leave nothing to link me to any of this. If other agents suspect she’s been murdered, they won’t ever stop looking for me, ya hear?”

The Tarrelian didn’t answer. His finger tightened on the trigger.

 

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13 Comments
  1. Sounds great – can’t wait! the like button wouldn’t load on the post about Blood Fever, but you already know I love that book!! 🙂 🙂

  2. Kirsten permalink

    I really like this one too. I can’t wait to find out what happens next. You create such great characters!

  3. Writing keeps us out of trouble for the most part. 🙂

  4. Again, even better the second time! And as always you leave me hanging…

  5. Awwwwww thank you! But you are the star designer! Just just write the words 😀 seriously how good are these huh?

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