Welcome to Saturday Sample. Today I'll still be posting from Fortuna my romantic comedy. So far we know that Rocky has faked his death to enter the witness protection program. This scene is at Rocky's fake funeral. Aimee just left the restroom and meets a scary man.
Blurb:
Aimee Sherwood never dreamed that following her fiancé into the witness protection pro-gram would land her in a haunted house in a town that’s downright creepy. She’d have laughed if she had been told the guy who lives down the road might be her soul mate, not the man whose ring she’s wearing. Life in West Virginia is nothing like life in Los Angeles, but between bean ball battles with Marilyn Monroe, remodeling a crumbling farmhouse, and starting a new online business, life in the country is anything but boring.
Excerpt:
As Gabe finally released her hand, she saw him staring at
her engagement ring, an antique Rocky had won in a poker game.
It was so unusual, translated ugly, that it attracted a lot of attention.
The big center stone as well as the smaller, surrounding stones
were rose-cut diamonds that didn’t sparkle the way more modern
cuts did. It wasn’t the prettiest ring she’d ever seen, but the
elaborately carved shank was okay.
“You’re a kind woman, Aimee. I hope everyone will be as understanding as you are.”
Gabe smoothed his hair back as if it had been rumpled, which it hadn’t. Did he oil it to make it look so shiny and wet? “What about you?” he asked. “What will you do now?”
Aimee shrugged. “I’m going to visit my parents for a few weeks. After that, I don’t know. There’s nothing to keep me here, so I won’t be coming back to Los Angeles.”
“That’s right.” He blinked his reptilian eyes. “Your parents live in Maryland, don’t they? Baltimore I believe it is.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
And I don’t ever want to know how he knew that.
Gabe glanced toward the room where the empty coffin sat. Aimee looked too and saw Bam Bam Logan approaching them with a scowl on his face. She remembered the harsh words Bam Bam had thrown around after Brady Porter was arrested. “I’d better get going,” Gabe said. He patted her back and rushed from the room
“You’re a kind woman, Aimee. I hope everyone will be as understanding as you are.”
Gabe smoothed his hair back as if it had been rumpled, which it hadn’t. Did he oil it to make it look so shiny and wet? “What about you?” he asked. “What will you do now?”
Aimee shrugged. “I’m going to visit my parents for a few weeks. After that, I don’t know. There’s nothing to keep me here, so I won’t be coming back to Los Angeles.”
“That’s right.” He blinked his reptilian eyes. “Your parents live in Maryland, don’t they? Baltimore I believe it is.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
And I don’t ever want to know how he knew that.
Gabe glanced toward the room where the empty coffin sat. Aimee looked too and saw Bam Bam Logan approaching them with a scowl on his face. She remembered the harsh words Bam Bam had thrown around after Brady Porter was arrested. “I’d better get going,” Gabe said. He patted her back and rushed from the room
with his black jacket billowing behind him like the cape of a super
villain in a comic book. Two of his hired tough guys followed on
his heels.
Sighing, she glanced at her watch, a nice Swiss job that Rocky had given her for their six-month anniversary. Thirty minutes and it’s all over. I can stand it for thirty more minutes. She arranged her features in a sad expression and rejoined Rocky’s parents in the receiving line.
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Sighing, she glanced at her watch, a nice Swiss job that Rocky had given her for their six-month anniversary. Thirty minutes and it’s all over. I can stand it for thirty more minutes. She arranged her features in a sad expression and rejoined Rocky’s parents in the receiving line.
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