For Six Sentence
Sunday, I’m sharing an excerpt from my story ‘Chasing Miss Kringle’ (found
within Evernight Publishing’s holiday anthology – Stockings & Suspenders) over the course of six weeks.
1 of 6:
“You’re the only one left, Jack.”
Victor’s request had to be some kind
of joke. Yet the rigid set of his wide shoulders and straight face told me
otherwise. Disbelieving what I’d just heard, I continued to stare at my PI
partner and friend. What did Vic mean he wanted me to track down an elf? There
were serious cases to work on, like helping my buddies in Metro track down a
couple of high end thieves.
2 of 6:
Suicides and thefts. The holiday
season. What a great time of year.
“I’m not in the mood to be toyed with, Vic. So, let me get this
straight,” I stated with more calm than I felt. Being side-tracked from
important matters was a pet peeve of mine.
3 of 6:
“You want me to find a little dude
in a pointy green felt hat and long red curly shoes with bells on the tips? Do
I have to remind you I’m an ex-cop? That you hired me to catch bad guys and
help find the missing? I work with you here at LVH-PI. Not with them.”
I jerked my thumb toward a tan
colored wall littered with stenciling.
4 of 6:
The design and colors reminded me of
the Native American beaded belts people sold at roadside stands. Vic’s wife,
Malory, worked in the adjoining office. She loved her southwestern motifs, each
room decorated to represent Arizona and New Mexico. Knickknacks and other items
of the same colors dominated all our offices. The décor had too many colors and
crazy patterns, made my head swim, but clients were comfortable when they came
in due to the warm, earthy colors. And in our line of work, people needed to be
put at ease and into a state of trust.
Stay tuned for the next six lines coming up in a few minutes.
Happy Reading!
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