Thanks to the wonderful generosity of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, we once again have the opportunity of writing a short piece of flash fiction in less than 100 words for Friday Fictioneers, prompted by an image she provides.
Today I’m doing something I’ve never done before, and that is to serialise two pieces of fiction. The day before yesterday we met Olivia, and today I have continued the story later in the day. I hope that the two are independent and both have beginnings middles and ends but I’ll leave you to judge for yourself (here is a link to the earlier story).
Olivia’s mobile showed 10.23 pm.
She peeked from behind the curtains of the darkened Motel room.
Outside in the car park, the rain dashed against the tarmac while the street lights swayed in the wind.
She scanned the car park for anything out of place.
Was that someone in the driver’s seat of the black hatchback? She couldn’t be sure.
Forced to leave her house earlier and almost captured while evading, she remained constantly alert. This game of Cat and Mouse was making her more and more stressed and agitated.
Her mobile buzzed; a new message.