Title: Beneath the City of Lights
Genre: Forensic Mystery/Suspense
Word Count: 80,000
400ft below the city of Paris, anything can happen. If you're Stella Lennon, genius of forensic archaeology, love definitely is not one of them. The murder of her ex's brother? Now that, she can handle.
The thickness in the air clung to him like a jacket that was a size too small. His breath was ragged and bounced off the stone walls, echoing. The walls felt like they were closing in, getting ready to crush anything that dared to pass. It was forbidden to come down here this deep. Now he knew why and wished he would've listened.
His legs were heavy, as if two lead weights had replaced where his feet should be. Knees bloody from crawling through rock and bone, he wondered how long had he been down here? A day, maybe even a week? All sense of perception had been lost at about 250ft below the Paris streets. Now, at almost 400ft, the only option was to go deeper.
That familiar cold chill enveloped him and he knew he had to move. Someone was coming. Or something. He wasn't sure, but even in the darkness he could feel its eyes on him.
Paris, you say? Sound like a lovely place for paintball.
ReplyDeleteSIX body shots!
I love this concept, and this opening: 6 body shots.
ReplyDeleteTricky. Tricky.
ReplyDelete*army crawls through the grass*
*Aims*
The mask pulls the trigger twice, and lands TWO headshots.
It was my eyes you could feel on you. :)
Okay okay okay - Trump 2 head shots! Beat that!
ReplyDelete*****Springs out of the shrubbery wearing head-to-toe camouflage*****
ReplyDeleteHEAD SHOT
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Tricky. Tricky.
ReplyDelete*army crawls through the grass*
*Aims*
The mask pulls the trigger twice, and lands TWO headshots.
It was my eyes you could feel on you. :)
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