The Underground

This is the start of a short story… The rope burned against my wrists. My skin was rubbed raw I tried to wriggle free of it again. I bit my lip, the blindfold falling further over my eyes. The room was so loud I couldn’t make out what anyone was saying. Chatter was ramped. LotsContinue reading “The Underground”

The Business of Kidnapping

This is the start of a novel length work…Enjoy It wasn’t my alarm clock that was ringing, it was my phone. Groggy from just waking up from three hours of sleep, I looked out the small port side window of the boat and picked up the stander issue phone. “Good morning, this is 9Rom.” IContinue reading “The Business of Kidnapping”