Snippet Sunday – Hard-Boiled/Noir WIP – August 23, 2015
Snippet Sunday is a Facebook group for writers I’ve been privileged enough to have been accepted into.
From the group guidelines; “Welcome to Snippet Sunday, where writers come together to share a few sentences of their current project–whether it’s a recently released novel, a WIP (work in progress), or an older manuscript that’s being revived. Intended to hook readers, gather feedback and build an author’s fan base, Snippet Sunday is the FB group that does all three.”
This week’s snippet picks up where last week’s left off. Jake is at Marisa’s house… or is he?
The racket made by the local cricket and cicada populations covered whatever noise I made stumbling around in the dark.
I switched on my flashlight and had a quick look around the backyard.
Aside from a small patio near the house, and grass high enough to conceal a lost brigade of Japanese soldiers, the yard was empty, just like the driveway had been. No grill, no lawn furniture, not even a trash can. That should have told me all I needed to know about what I’d find in the house.
I shined the flashlight on the back of the house. The narrow beam could not get through the blinds on the other side of the long, rectangular window set to the right of the back door. I didn’t do any better at the smaller window to the left of the door.
The door itself felt sturdy enough, even if it didn’t hang straight on its hinges. A closer look revealed cracks in the wood and damage to the jamb.
The doorknob fell out when I tried it. Metal hit the floor inside.
I gave the door a gentle push. It swung open with a creak. The top hinge came away from the frame.
Whoever had broken and entered before me did a lousy job of re-hanging the door on their way out.
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