It would have been funny if it weren't so serious, me sneaking up behind Mr. Saint who was sneaking up behind Scarlett. Just before he got to her I took the butt end of my revolver and brought it down hard on the back of his neck. He fell forward on his face, out cold.
Scarlett exhaled loudly as I got the flashlight and rolled Mr. Saint over. I shined the light in his face. Only it wasn't Mr. Saint.
Scarlett said, "Well, is that him?"
I shook my head, "I've never seen this guy before. He's not Mr. Saint."
Neville Hunt almost 5 years ago
Well what a turn up for the books. Maybe Saint’s behind you Jake...đŸ‘¼
Christopher almost 5 years ago
This was one of those things that happened as I was writing it. I planned to have a fight in the office but the narrative had a mind of its own and took control.
Neville Hunt almost 5 years ago
Let it have free rein, Christopher; it probably knows best!