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Thursday, February 22, 2007

He who Sows Winds will Reap in Whirlwinds: Part IX

So Harrison was dead, good riddance in a way. He had never met such a bumbling psychopath before. The two pesky kids were locked in the room. He had to admit that his dialogue about the painless and painful death had been brilliant. He allowed himself a dry smile. He had an hour to check in at the clinic. He didn't want the new receptionist to suspect something. He didn't need another body to dispose of right now. The last one had been problematic enough. Overdose of heroin had been a good idea though. "Look after the prisoners. Especially the girl.", he barked at one of his henchmen. Robinson, the fellow's name was he thought. "If anything happens and they manage to escape I will personally shoot you in the heart", he menaced, "Robinson" he added. For effect. To show everyone that he knew exactly whom he was talking to. "Umm", Robinson shuffled his feet. "Speak up, man, speak up. You're not a debutante at her coming out party." "Sir, the name's Robertson", Robinson mumbled. "Robinson-Robertson, pot-ay-to-pot-ah-to, what difference does it make?" he was irritated now. Trivialities. He walked out, got into the waiting car and drove away. Robertson smiled disarmingly at the other thugs in the room. "I'm just going to go check on the prisoners", he said. The rest of them ignored him. No one knew where he'd come from. The thugs were used to knowing everyone in their social circle. And the strangeness of this man disturbed them.
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She was waking up. Kevin almost wished she wouldn't. He felt wretched. And a little embarrassed that he hadn't even managed to hit one thug while she'd faced down five of them. He supposed she'd crow about it. "Look at the big picture", he told himself, "That is not the important part of it". She stirred. She fingered the blood on her forehead. "Don't worry about it, we'll get through. You couldn't have done anything", she whispered. "Those were my lines", he said. She grinned at him. "Did anyone come in? What happened when I was knocked out? How long have you been awake?" They both heard a shuffle outside the door. The knob was turning. "Shhh.."

11 Comments:

Blogger sraiyan said...

YAY!!! to your 50th post.....but what the heck!! I know exactly wat to do! and that never works 4 me...wish me luck! i gotta think about it

5:40 PM

 
Blogger Revealed said...

Heheh. Yeahhhh. Happy 50th post to us :D. Calls for a party. All the best, babe. Come up with a super duper finish!

9:42 PM

 
Blogger wiseling said...

i want to know what happens next! now. (taps foot impatiently.)

3:03 PM

 
Blogger Bharath Hemachandran said...

Happy 50th post to y'all :)

2:02 AM

 
Blogger Revealed said...

@wiseling: Me too, me too.

@Bharath: Ty :D. Where have u disappeared to btw? I've gotten tired of chkng ur blog fr upd8s!

2:17 AM

 
Blogger Bharath Hemachandran said...

I've put up updates ... I think you'll find i was justified in my absence :)

Hope you enjoy the album.

Ramya on hte other hand maybe not so.

10:54 AM

 
Blogger Protegeoflife said...

good part of story nice building of suspense have to read ur story

12:50 PM

 
Blogger Revealed said...

@bh: eventful life we have it seems :)
@pol: Ty :)

9:44 PM

 
Blogger wiseling said...

*continues to tap foot impatiently*

6:56 AM

 
Blogger Revealed said...

Popsy, y no updates?

12:50 AM

 
Blogger wiseling said...

*foot tapping reaches feverish pitch*

1:56 PM

 

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