(Golden Gate Bridge picture borrowed :) from The San Francisco Tourism Website: http://www.sanfrancisco.travel/ )
So hopefully you have been reading my blog each week on how, what, and why I write but am I any good at practicing what I preach? Here are the first two chapters of 'The OuterQuaker Affair" so you can judge for yourself!
Chapter One.
Darrin sat on the couch flicking through the 997
satellite channels he had in his fifth floor apartment. College football on every sport channel and
even the Cartoon Network was failing him.
“Piece of junk” he muttered to himself as he flung the remote on the
table. He headed to the kitchen in
search of food to cure his boredom.
Darrin
Scott was twenty-four and employed by a top computer firm as a wizkid. He had been there for four years and there
wasn’t a wire or mainframe he hadn’t ‘Darrinized” as he liked to put it. Although not married Darrin had plenty of
female company flow through his apartment.
Mostly due to his checking balance and his blue BMW convertible than his
charm and wit. His apartment was also
most impressive, situated on the fifth floor of the OuterQuaker Tower he
overlooked the San Francisco bay. It
added an extra twenty-five minutes to his commute but Darrin didn’t care.
The
refrigerator did not bring great joy to Darrin.
Short of eating Ritz crackers and Champagne he was going to have to
order out. “Pizza, Chinese, Pizza,
Chinese” Darrin mumbled as the coin flew through the air. Tails, Pizza.
Grabbing the phone and returning to the couch he punched AutoDial three
into the handset. The phone remained
silent so Darrin hung up to get a dial tone.
Nothing. “You’ve gotta be kidding
me” Darrin tried to get out, however halfway through the sentence two silenced
shots sent him spinning to a heap on the floor.
Darrin’s
body was slumped on the bed and the killer was soon hooked up to Darrin’s
laptop. Darrin had an illegal hobby,
which his assailant was going to use for his own gain. On the laptop was information hacked from
various companies and institutions. He
had not been killed for industrial secrets however. Within seconds using Darrin’s hacking
software he had accessed the OuterQuaker Building Company records. He now had access to the building plan and
information on every tenant.
Chapter Two.
On
the sixth floor Sarah Baker was settling in to watch a movie. She was alone except for her cat,
Mongrel. She was startled when a loud
knock sounded from her door. Guests had
to be buzzed up from the lobby and she didn’t have any real friends in the
building. Cautiously she approached the
door. She didn’t see anyone when she looked
through the peephole. Slowly with the
chain on the door she opened it. The
elevator pinged to announce its arrival.
Sure that it was a ploy to draw her into the hallway she quickly shut
the door. As she turned she saw the window wide open. Sarah would never leave the window like that;
Mongrel had nearly fallen out a month earlier.
She was nervous as she quickly walked to shut the window. She pressed her back to the wall and slowly
scanned the apartment for intruders.
Nothing was out of place and her cat had slept through the whole event.
If this seems it may interest you post in the comments and I will probably post more of the story. Or check out my Historical Fiction Novella at:
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