Thursday, December 13, 2007

Hunter


Valerie pressed herself flat against the wall and used a silvered fingernail to see around the corner. He was there, crouched behind the arm of a sofa, his gaze fixed on the opposite end of the hall. She looked up. The hallway was too wide for her to comfortably brace herself across but the picture rail running above her had had possibilities if she was willing to leave fingerprints. Shucking off her gloves, her fingertip hold on the antique rail was enough leverage to swing her whole body up until she was stood on the half-inch rail, her hands exerting just enough pressure on the ceiling to keep her balance as she inched around the corner and dropped down on him. She pressed two fingers to his temple as an imaginary gun. “Caught you,” she said, “now it’s your turn to hide.”

4 comments:

Maddie said...

And it looks you also got this blog back. *big smile*

Double yay!!! *HG*

Hugs, lovies, and stuffs for you all. *HHG*

God bless and take care. :).
Olga/Maddie

Zinnia Cyclamen said...

Yee-hah! Missed you. Congratulations on getting in the 'Messages' book BTW - well done!

Leatherdykeuk said...

Thanks Zinnia :)
I was over on the other journal while my account was hacked.

Cathy said...

Congratulations on being selected for Your Messages!
Will you be able to go to the party?