Episode 40
Synchro
A few more corners and the engine’s pitch signaled high speed and a smooth flat road.
“Where are we going?” said Synch.
“A remote place in the country, near Seymour,” said David.
“Seymour’s an hours drive up the Hume Highway. Do we have to stay on the floor all the way?”
“You can get up now,” David answered. He glanced back at the vehicles behind them. Synch looked too. A stream of bright headlights struck the backs of his eyes. His pupils hadn’t adjusted to being out from under the blanket. He blinked the pain away.
Synch and Cindy clicked on their seat belts.
The four sat silently each in their own thoughts about what had happened and what was ahead.
“David, what’s the name of the suspect we observed packing his car boot?” Synch asked.
“Ryan Sturges. You know him?”
Recall was instant.
“I went to primary school with a Ryan Sturges. He spent a lot of time with the headmaster. The kid liked hitting girls and taking other kids property. No-one liked him. He had a slightly turned eye and was fat, nothing like the skinny guy we watched,” said Synch.
“Even though he’s thin now he’s still got the turned eye,” said David.
Synch and Cindy looked at each other. The headlights glaring in from behind revealed one shared thought on their faces.
This can’t be good.
She took his hand and held it firmly.
Continued…
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Sunday, March 22, 2009
Episode 39: From Under the Blanket
Episode 39
Synchro
Powerful strobes lit the front and back of the house like pyrotechnics on New Years Eve.
“Come on,” David said to Synch and Cindy. He hurried them out the back door to a waiting unmarked car and shoved a blanket at them.
“Get down on the floor and cover yourselves,” he said opening the back door for them. “We’ve got to get you away before news teams arrive.”
They did as instructed and felt the car backup then take off.
“Ever been on a first date like this before?” came from under the blanket.
“Um, n-o. I was involved in a serious car accident on a date once. That was a second date. Then there was the restaurant fire, also a second date. The robbery under gunpoint, it was a third date. Poor guy was a mess.”
Synch digested the info for a few minutes.
“Anything else?”
“Minor things like hot coffee spills in laps, twisted ankles from falling down stairs and losing car keys in the Yarra River.”
“All those things happened to you?”
“Not me, no. My dates.”
“While you were with them?”
“Yeah.”
“Can we get up now David,” said Synch. “I’m sweating under here.”
“We’re almost there,” said David unsuccessfully hiding a snicker.
“Are all your dates – eventful?” Synch asked.
“Only the first few, I think. Most guys don’t risk a repeat performance and ask me out again, except for one, so it’s hard to say.”
“It’s very hot under here David,” said Synch.
“I can imagine,” said David under his breath.
“What?” said Synch.
“I’m turning up the air con,” David said out loud.
They all lurched sideways as Will Brown cornered too fast.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
A Short Short Story: http://easywaytowrite.19.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=9
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Synchro
Powerful strobes lit the front and back of the house like pyrotechnics on New Years Eve.
“Come on,” David said to Synch and Cindy. He hurried them out the back door to a waiting unmarked car and shoved a blanket at them.
“Get down on the floor and cover yourselves,” he said opening the back door for them. “We’ve got to get you away before news teams arrive.”
They did as instructed and felt the car backup then take off.
“Ever been on a first date like this before?” came from under the blanket.
“Um, n-o. I was involved in a serious car accident on a date once. That was a second date. Then there was the restaurant fire, also a second date. The robbery under gunpoint, it was a third date. Poor guy was a mess.”
Synch digested the info for a few minutes.
“Anything else?”
“Minor things like hot coffee spills in laps, twisted ankles from falling down stairs and losing car keys in the Yarra River.”
“All those things happened to you?”
“Not me, no. My dates.”
“While you were with them?”
“Yeah.”
“Can we get up now David,” said Synch. “I’m sweating under here.”
“We’re almost there,” said David unsuccessfully hiding a snicker.
“Are all your dates – eventful?” Synch asked.
“Only the first few, I think. Most guys don’t risk a repeat performance and ask me out again, except for one, so it’s hard to say.”
“It’s very hot under here David,” said Synch.
“I can imagine,” said David under his breath.
“What?” said Synch.
“I’m turning up the air con,” David said out loud.
They all lurched sideways as Will Brown cornered too fast.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
A Short Short Story: http://easywaytowrite.19.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=9
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