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This week is our picture prompt and my snippet moves on a bit from last week My heroine has found a deserted place where she can safely release her unwanted passenger from the boot/trunk of her car.
Quarter
of an hour later she spotted a turnoff that appeared to head in the general
direction of a wood.
“Turning
off,” she sang out. “Hopefully I’ll be
able to let you out if there’s no one around. Just hang in there.”
Encouraged
by the bumpy track Kate slowed right down and came to a stop beside row of overgrown
bushes. Not a known public recreation area, more likely private property, she
thought as she slid from the car and raced round to lift the boot lid. Light
bounced off nearby water. A lake? A pond? Did that mean she had stopped near
someone’s house? She hoped not.
Sweat
shone slick and damp on the man’s skin. His eyes remained closed and he didn’t shift
when she struggled to remove the case she’d wedged behind his back.
“Damn.”
Her curse echoed on the humid air. She’d forgotten to get a knife to cut his
ropes. Dashing to passenger door Kate delved into her bag and came up with her
nail scissors. The nylon cords binding the victim may not be very thick, but
she expected her small pair of scissor would struggle to cut through them. Not sure
what she was looking for Kate searched her surroundings for something that
might cut through the bonds more easily. A long dilapidated shed, its wooden
doors all hanging off the hinges, and the corrugated tin sheeting on the roof
looked as though it my dissolve into dust if something touched it. It looked
too lonely and neglected to be part of someone’s home.
With
a sigh she cast another assessing glance at the man and found herself under
observation.
“I
sincerely hope you were not the person who knocked me senseless this morning.
At least I presume it was this morning.”
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