By the time Wendy arrived, the crime scene tape was in place, a demarcate covering a huge area. Better that than the alternative she thought.
Sydney had a thirst for knowledge. She delighted in delving into and finding answers for the hard questions, the more complicated and convoluted the deeper she dug, indeed considered a maverick by some since she wasn’t concerned about ruffling feathers to obtain those answers.
The leader of the gun runners was sitting nearby with an arsenal of weapons at his disposal while the buyer was sitting opposite carrying and fully loaded. It was a powder keg with each faction blaming the other for their current plight as dozens of cops surrounded the stand-alone restaurant.
Until he was 31, Eric’s constant ambition in life had been work. Seeing each promotion not as a stepping stone but as a challenge, he’d worked diligently in his chosen profession and delighted in heading to work each day eager to take on a new challenge.
The journey from one end of the island to the other, a total of 500 kilometres and a six-hour drive, wasn’t particularly daunting to Estelle. Like her dad had done before her, she’d taken time to map out the entirety of the trip with several possible stops of interest that although required detours of several hours and miles, were areas she was looking forward to exploring.
Mary was thirsty and leaned toward Beth to ask if she wanted anything from the snack vendor. Beth smiling said she could eat, popcorn would be great and Mary hustled out to the common area. The line-ups were longer than expected and she popped out her phone and perused a couple of sites until it was her turn.
Judge Morrison sat slumped in his comfortable old chair before the fire. It was the first time in his life he could honestly say he didn’t know which way a case would go. And this one mattered. His niece was charged with the attempted murder of her ex. He knew without a doubt she couldn’t wouldn’t have done such a thing. What’s more, when Michael woke, he’d say the same thing.
Michael’s solicitude was touching. He obviously cared about his parents. He visited weekly, more when he could so he’d been excited at the opportunity of spending the following two weeks hiking with his parents.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words and it’s true, especially in this case; to be honest, in every single picture that Vance took. His photos were a painting and photograph in one.
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/09/28/your-daily-word-prompt-presentation-september-28-2019/ It was all in the presentation, he decided, his grin disparaging and contemptuous. He’d hooked hundreds with his lines because they wanted to believe, […]