Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 152
Russo had to dodge Heidi, who was lying on the tarmac. I rolled down the window and climbed out, the wind hitting me in the face like a giant invisible fist. Russo was parallel with the plane as I reached up and opened the door. I had the gun that Russo gave me tucked in my waistband, the handle of which snagged on the edge of the bottom of the door jamb as I pulled myself up into the plane. It went toppling down to the ground.
Next lesson learned: Murphy's Law is alive and well in the detective business...
- Category: Crime, Murder & Mystery
7 comments add one below
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Indigo Estoria almost 7 years ago
EXCELLENT! On the edge-of-the-seat good stuff..
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Christopher almost 7 years ago
Thanks so much, Indigo.
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Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
Me too! No nails left, I've bitten them down so much. I'm enjoying the tips on rules of the detective business... in case I need a new career sometime. Loving it Christopher. Finding the waiting agony! :-)
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Christopher almost 7 years ago
Thanks, Neville. I'm trying to post more stories at a time than I did with previous stories, but I actually got caught up to the point where I'm still writing it, so I may have to decrease the number of posts until I can get ahead again.
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Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
No worries, Christopher! I'm just trying to show how much I'm enjoying this...and I am so glad you decided to stick with Drablr. Thanks.
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Christopher almost 7 years ago
Thanks, Neville. I appreciate the support.
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Christopher over 6 years ago
Thanks, Drew.
