Things have been a little hectic and there's been a few changes to life that have meant I am now making excuses for not posting anything on Friday again. Sorry!
So my time management needs a little work but for now have an untitled tale I wrote some time ago. Phoebe flopped down on to the sofa with a huff and was immediately handed a mug of coffee. “Thanks Mal.” “Bad day?” “Like you wouldn’t believe.” Mal raised their eyebrows but didn’t ask. The nearest table was occupied by a civilian couple, who might have looked like they were consumed by their own conversation but it was still too much of a risk.
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The body had not been moved in over an hour. Someone should have been by to dump it in the river but no one had come.
This was very unusual. |
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