So, this week is going to be a writing prompt. I have rescheduled with the author who was on for this week. We have both been very busy and today completely came up onus fast! You’re in for a real treat when you do see her excerpt!
Full disclosure: As I stated before, today completely snuck up on me. I’m using a prompt I wrote a year or longer ago. There is a chance I already posted it, but I’m not sure. If I did, I’m reposting. If I didn’t, here you go! Either way, please enjoy!
I knew that I was being hunted. I had known for quite some time. The only thing I didn’t know is if it was my entire team that was in danger or just me. It took a few weeks, but I finally had a plan hatched. I was going to draw the threat out.
My plan was to hire two people to sit at a restaurant and chat about their work. One will be pretending to be me. Figuring out who to hire was the hard part. I didn’t know who I could get on such short notice that would pull off such a ruse.
Then it hit me. Prostitutes. I knew they were good at adapting to whatever their clients needed. It just so happened that I knew of a website that specialized in that area. They targeted a more secret society so to speak. I only knew of the website because I helped start it.
Once the plan was in motion, I quickly found two people who I thought would be ideal for the job. The female looked so much like me it was uncanny. Her name on the website was listed as Zara. The male looked like somebody I used to know. For all I know, it could have been him. His name was listed as Skyler.
I reached out to both of them via chat and told them the details. They both thought that they were informants to a reporter about a bank job gone wrong. They thought they were there to get inside information about the incident by pretending to work at the same bank. Neither of them knew that the other was being hired. Zara was being paid extra to say her name was Amber. They didn’t need to know anything else.
Once they agreed and were paid, I made reservations at a favorite restaurant of mine and sent them the information for their table. I had made a reservation for myself as well. I put myself across the restaurant, but still had a good view of the two. I would be able to see their interaction and who came near them. The microphone that I planned to plant before they got there would ensure that I would be able to hear everything.
Getting through the rest of the week was hard. I somehow managed. Before I knew it, it was time to head to my reservation. I informed the owner ahead of time so I could be allowed to access the table and plant my device. I was seated and out of sight before they even got there.
The first thing Zara did was order the most expensive wine on the menu. I figured she would. I’ve been doing homework on the two. Shortly after she ordered, Skyler showed up. I pretended to cough so that I could put the earpiece on without being two obvious.
“What a lovely night,” Skyler mused
“It is, indeed. How was your day at work?”
“Oh, you know. The usual. People deposit money. People take money out. Not much else,” he shrugged.
“Oh come on. You and I both know that just isn’t true.”
“What do you mean?”
“How about that thing that happened at the Brown branch last month?”
“I don’t know anything about that. What about you?” He said gazing into her eyes.
“I was hoping that you could fill me in.”
“Hello sir and m’aam. I am happy you joined us tonight. What can I start you out with? A drink? Appetizers? Would you like to hear the specials?”
My head snapped up at the voice. I knew that voice, and I knew her. Suddenly, I knew everything I needed to know.