Six Sentence Sunday 10/29

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Six Sentence Sunday 10/29

 

The Set up: Katherine "KC" Carmichael inherits a B&B called the Honey House from a virtual stranger named Joanne. KC is trying to figure what the con is, because she started working scams when she was just a little girl, but if this is a con...it's a damn good one.

The Six:

“You’re pale as a ghost, dear.”
 
“Funny, Joanne,” I said, wandering around the room looking for the projector.
 
“Yes, I thought so,” the transparent figure agreed, smiling rather smugly. "Now, please sit down because I have very little time and you must have a lot of questions.”
 
“Look...not that I’m admitting you’re a ghost, but say you were...where exactly would you need to be?”
 
“Why Rome, of course."

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Welcome back! Elena has had a busy few weeks. She flew to Scotland and met the arrogant, sexy Scot, Faolan MacGailtry on the plane, and then was kidnapped by him an hour later. Insisting he was there to protect not hurt her, Faolan delivers Elena to her destination then kisses her senseless before disappearing into the night. A week later, Elena is attacked by four men, who make their plan to rape her very clear. Although she fought valiantly, her head slams into the side of her SUV and she loses consciousness, leaving her at the mercy of her attackers. The scene picks up with her alone in her room, wearing nothing but a bathrobe and no memory of how she got there or of who undressed her. As sound of footsteps approach...


The Six
There was nowhere to hide; they’d find her easily if she tried to escape through the window. She grabbed the fireplace poker and stood behind the door, ready to bring it down on whichever of them came in first. Heart pounding erratically in her chest, she stared in horrified fascination at the doorknob as it turned and the door slowly opened.

“Elena?”
 
She’d never expected to hear that unforgettable voice anywhere again, but especially not in her own bedroom--she stepped out from behind the door, but she didn’t drop the poker. “What the hell are you doing here?” 
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