A man in
black rushed behind a gray Chevy Suburban across the street. Theron "Ash" Ashland spotted him through the window of The Grounded Café while waiting for his
morning Java Chip Frappe'. Wait, was he wearing combat gear?
Ice-shards tore down his spine, his
heart skipped a beat. The muscles in his right arm tensed as he reached for the
Glock 9mm holstered on his side. Huh? He
shook his head,...
Distortion - Street Noise - Scene One Rewrite (Edited 10/08/16)
A man in
black disappeared behind a gray Chevy Suburban across the street. Ash
spotted him through the window of The Grounded Café while waiting for his
morning Java Chip Frappe'. Wait, was he wearing combat gear?
Ice shards tore down his spine, his
heart skipped a beat. The muscles in his right arm tensed as he reached for the
Glock 9mm holstered on his side. He
shook his head, on second glance the man was gone,...
Distortion - Street Noise - Scene Four Rewrite
The smooth rise and fall of the Gibson Lucille's steel strings danced down from above as BB King's voice flowed like water through Ash's mind, washing over the events of the past few days.
"I can see why you like here," Grace said as she dropped a spoonful of peppermint ice cream into the coffee she'd just purchased from The Grounded Café. "... especially after retiring from the service so abruptly."
"Huh?"...
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