Saturday, July 26, 2014

Ruby and the Ruby 2 (3): Doorman Doubts

The usually bustling hotel lobby was very calm as Ruby and Jacques Hammer entered the building, Hammer holding the door for the miss like a gentlemen.  The quiet room was spacious and luxurious, with red, gold, and brown being the main colors speckling the room.  Only one man stood in the lobby, behind the desk: Dom, the doorman, who had worked at the hotel for as long as anyone could remember.  The three exchanged pleasantries.


Thursday, July 17, 2014

Ruby and the Ruby 2 (2): Safe and Sounds

A gentle rain began as Ms. Ruby found her way to the chair in front of Jacques Hammer's desk.  Hammer retrieved a notebook from his bag of office possessions and flipped to an open page.  He then messily rummaged around his bag for a pencil.  Instead he found a crayon, but, being too tired and embarrassed to dive into the colossal mess again, he alternatively turned to his notebook and acted like nothing was amiss.  Ms. Ruby was in such a state that she did not even notice his unprofessional act.

Ruby sighed.  "Mr. Hammer," she said, in a quiet voice, "someone is after me."  She paused and breathed.  Her next statement came out only in a whisper.  "And they want my ruby."


Saturday, July 12, 2014

Ruby and the Ruby 2 (1): Back Again

Jacques Hammer stood at the window of his office.  The rain pelted against the glass as the trees swayed in the wind.  He was reflecting over his last case, which he had solved about three months ago.  Business was slow, the late rent was piling up, and no one had come into the office in weeks.

His work hours usually ended at 4:00 PM.  However, he was holding out hope that a client would come in.  It was foolish, and he knew it, but someone had to come in.

The time was 10:03.


Saturday, July 5, 2014

All Hands On Deck (5): Something To Finish

The year?  2014.  The situation?  Not so unfamiliar for Mr. Sir.

Sir, the former boss of Alaska and Yukon, was currently searching his key chain to find the right key for his home.  His hands shook.  He knew who was behind that door - the Caster, who had been ordering him around for almost five months now.  Despite the frequent nature of the situation he was currently in - returning to tell the woman that whatever job she had told him to do was done - and the fact he knew how the next conversation would go, he was still terrified when he talked to the girl.